Some Kind of Action
Dr. Mac, correctly, points out that my brother is now updating more regularly than I am. There is no competition simmering between Scott and I—at least not as far as website updating is concerned; fantasy baseball may or may not be a different story—I believe Dr. Mac’s concern is rooted in the simple fact that historically I have been more prone to keep people informed as to my goings-on than he.
A portion of the distance I have put between myself and my virtual persona is certainly related to recent events. Ironic that when I have nothing going on I have no problem rambling on for hours about soup, yet when relatively interesting things begin to occur, I clam up because I’m busy dealing with them and not particularly inclined to elucidate. Another segment of my rationale is due to a growing disenfranchisement with web development, design and maintenance in general. Put plainly, this has been both my livelihood and one of my many hobbies for years now and the obsession with languages devoted to marking up other languages has begun to lag.
Perhaps I mentioned my cyclic interests previously; honestly it has been long enough that I don’t remember what I’ve actually talked about in real life and what I’ve posted here. Time was the separation between the two was gossamer thin. But there is a high chance that this is a passing phase where I find updating while not exactly repugnant, at the very least a chore. Still, I enjoy the ability to keep friends and family somewhat clued in without having to resort to personally communicating with them all (at least in the sense of covering the bases—additional clarifications and ensuing conversations are honestly what interest me more anyway) and the comedy of spending four years nearly begging for more people to read what I write and pay attention to me only to casually dismiss the dynamic I set into motion of my own accord is not lost on me. Clichés are repeated ad nauseum because their point is commonly applicable; in this case “be careful what you wish for” seems appropriate.
I hope you will forgive me as I (mostly internally) try to reconcile my present frustrations and settle back into a comfortable routine. In the meantime my sporadic visitations will simply have to suffice.
A Casual Stroll Through May
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