Cycling
There are days when I miss my old blog. It’s still there…you can go look at it…it’s the first Beach Tent, akin to the tent you get from Good Will when you’re just trying camping out. Then you love it and upgrade to the spiffy one you get at Target. But ya still love the old one because there’s memories there.
So, I was reading some of the old goods. And it’s funny how things resolve themselves. Also, how once some time has past, I cannot for the life of me remember what was going on. My modus operandi on that blog was to be as abstract as possible to keep things anonymous; it worked. Even I don’t remember what the hell I was talking about. But, I thought it would be fun to go back to some of my favorites and give the “cycled” updates; in actuality, this may not be fun for anybody but me, but I’m going to do it…because this is my blog. If you don’t like it, get your own.
1. I Have this Friend I love this post. It’s one of my better writings. And it got a lot of discussion (although not written comments) of course because everyone wanted to know what kind of magical realism I was playing with. Happy to report I still have that same friend. Relationship is different though. Very different. But he still makes an indentation. That’s all the clues I’m gonna give as to who it might be.
2. I Feel Dumb This one also netted a huge number of questions…of course, people wanted to know what I did. At the time I wasn’t ready to tell but now I’ll tell you it involved 1) a boy 2) a crush and 3) too much to drink and 4) shamelessly throwing myself at all of the above. Ugh. I still feel dumb when I think about that moment (which, incidentally, I still vividly remember). Funny though. I was completely mortified and thought this very nice guy would think I was a crazy loser. I still see him fairly regularly…I think we might even be friends now. The possibility that he still thinks I’m a crazy loser: High. One of our more recent exchanges went like this:
Him: It’s cold in here don’t you think.
Me: Yeah…but funny thing…my nose is cold but my hands are sweating.
Him: Um…that sounds like something you need to work out.
Me: [whimper].
Gave me a hug the other day, though, so I’m pretty sure we’re friends.
3. [Sigh.] I like this one because it was written in the moment [I remember it distinctly] and it’s raw (for me) and very agitated. It was resignation in blog form. I still think about these things every day.
4. Google Roogles Never for one second have I regretted going to Gmail. Not one. If you’re not already using it…get thyself to the gmail homepage and get yourself a mailbox. No kidding.
5. I’ve Been Talking To Myself Out Loud Today Meghan called me a French postmodernist for this one and it was a high compliment. It was the beginning of February. I was depressed. Just the other day I was thinking about how far away this seems now. And then I saw the forecast for this week…I’ll be back there before we all know it.
I think this is good for now. I’ve got more and maybe someday I’ll even go further back. But, here’s what I miss: the archives of all of that writing…sitting somewhere else. I want it here.
Does anyone know how to archive Vox…because I really want to…