Oy.
It's a bit challenge for me to know if to blog, what to blog, why to blog, when I am feeling less than shparkletacular, you know? Do my friends and fans and critics care to hear my whining about having a mid-level cold, being confused about romantic endeavors, feeling lifeless, godless, clueless, aimless? Have they heard enough of that? Does it belong on a blog? Does it belong on this blog?
The thing is, the blog needs quality content and consistent posting, otherwise folks will get bored or will stop checking in. So, if I am moody for a few weeks, and decide not to post, people will drop the blog from their regular surfing routine, and I lose readers. But if my moping is off-putting or just plain dull, folks will become uninterested, even sick of it, and will quit The 'Stu outright.
Upon reflection, I have been told that I make great company even when I'm being cruddy, and I've also been told that my writing is good enough even on a not-so-good day, so perhaps I have decided that it is better to blog depression, than to not-blog depressed.
So here it is.
I'm sick, I feel crappy. I don't know what the hell I'm doing, and whatever it is, it's not flowing so well. I'm listening to Willie Nelson (thank God).
Little things I should have said and done; I just never took the time-- but you were always on my mind....
Here's some pics I found ages ago and just love, and wanted to share.
It's a bit challenge for me to know if to blog, what to blog, why to blog, when I am feeling less than shparkletacular, you know? Do my friends and fans and critics care to hear my whining about having a mid-level cold, being confused about romantic endeavors, feeling lifeless, godless, clueless, aimless? Have they heard enough of that? Does it belong on a blog? Does it belong on this blog?
The thing is, the blog needs quality content and consistent posting, otherwise folks will get bored or will stop checking in. So, if I am moody for a few weeks, and decide not to post, people will drop the blog from their regular surfing routine, and I lose readers. But if my moping is off-putting or just plain dull, folks will become uninterested, even sick of it, and will quit The 'Stu outright.
Upon reflection, I have been told that I make great company even when I'm being cruddy, and I've also been told that my writing is good enough even on a not-so-good day, so perhaps I have decided that it is better to blog depression, than to not-blog depressed.
So here it is.
I'm sick, I feel crappy. I don't know what the hell I'm doing, and whatever it is, it's not flowing so well. I'm listening to Willie Nelson (thank God).
Little things I should have said and done; I just never took the time-- but you were always on my mind....
Here's some pics I found ages ago and just love, and wanted to share.
24 comments:
"Little things I should have said and done; I just never took the time-- but you were always on my mind...."
Hmmmmm... Weird. I just used this song for a Language Arts lesson.
If I knew you, I would really let you have it. DUDE, come on!
How do you know about this blog, if you don't know Stuart?
Whaaaa?!?
I know a guy who knows a guy who has the 411 on just about everything. He told me about something called the internet. (Yeah, right.) Jeez. Who knew? It seems ANYONE can access this thing. Just the trick for a girl with too much time and waaaay too much curiosity.
I asked, not because I'm ignoriant of the world wide web, even as I'm making use of it, but, rather, because it would never occur to me to browse the blogs of people that I don't know.
I don't even know how I would go about looking for blogs, if ever I had the inclination.
Or, why I would be interested in the goings-on of a total stranger, unless they necessarily related to an interest of mine - like a music forum, for example.
I was asking how you stumbled upon this particular blog. Were you surfing the net, looking for blogs?
Did this blog come up in a Google search?
Is there a directory of all the blogs at blogger.com?
Maybe you'll give me an informative answer this time, instead of a sarchastic collection of tired, hackneyed quips.
Oh, my. You were serious. My bad (as the kids say, so say those who are not the kids). Okay, let's try a different kind of reply.
Unfortunately, I can't help you much in this regard except to say, "Google on!" One often ends up in unexpected places. I check out all kinds of stuff on the net. Why? Because I can and I love to explore.
As for this blog, I believe the connection was something to do with Bat Ayin.
Warmest Regards.
P.S. "Hackneyed quips". Funny.
Ahh, that's much better.
So, it turned up in a Google search involving Bat Ayin.
Well, that makes sense.
Cheers.
P.S. - I misspelled "ignorant" in my previous post. That was a rather unfortunate word to misspell.
you two are cute. more on that later. keep it up, maybe i'll give you guys a featured segment on the site...
(this is the 4th time i've tried to post a comment-- when i tried to do it in my capacity as Dungeon Master, it didn't stick. hope this does...)
Yes, Erik, it was unfortunate. I think you've put my "hackneyed quips" to shame. Regardless, i do hope you begin searching with zeal.
Incidentally, have you heard that we are "cute"? We didn't even have to work for that. Congratulations!
Erik--
folks run into the blog because friends send them over, or someone has a link to it on their blog or an angel visits them at night, slaps their ass and tells them to save themselves by reading wanderingstu. or they are googling something, like Bat Ayin, or grouchy, or rock n' f'n roll..... no surprise.
Some folks love to read weird crap on the net. I met one girl on the blog who likes to read Anorexia fan site, for example...
Anonymous--
You thinking about coming out to Beerot? Or just a member of the Settler of the Month club???
Stuart, I rolled the 20-sided die for you, and your post did, in fact, stick.
Unfortunately, you were severely damaged by a gelatinous cube, minutes later, and your hit points are now down to just 2, leaving you too weak to walk.
As you crawl along the floor of the corridor, you notice what appears to be the outline of a small, partially hidden door, on the wall to your left.
Suddenly, you hear footfalls in the corridor, coming from up ahead...
In fact, the only way I got the post to stick was by using a level 3 (moderately weak) masking spell to disguise my identity as a non-blogmaster.
what creeps me out about you is how well you wrote that, although i know (i hope) you haven't been playing such games for well over a decade.
what i love (and have come to expect) from you is that the most memorable element of D&D is the gelatinous cube.
clearly
"what creeps me out about you is how well you wrote that"...
I fully concur. I thought exactly the same thing as I was reading it. Ooooooh, we're becoming creepily in synch. We should start a "musical" group. What could we call it? Something catchy and upbeat. Something hip to the groove of today's youngsters. How about...
'N SYNC? Pretty cool name, huh? Thank you. I know. I am just that sharp and creative.
Dear friend,
You are certainly a friend, as you near Bronze Medal status for most comments on the blog. Nevertheless (and Ne'er-do-well), I am soon going to have to fold my arms in a stubborn harrumph if you don't start playing more nice-like.
1) the 'NSYNC bit was, to quote a hackneyed trope, "hackneyed."
2) if you so adamantly refuse to identify yourself, at least answer my question about Bat Ayin...
Reminder to all, Wan'drin Stu's is a family restaurant; therefore all suspicious characters will be asked to drop the hushpuppy and eat elsewhere.
Nice to know that I'm working my way up to a coveted Bronze Medal. You know what they say about the honor of (nearly) just being nominated and all that.
Coming out to Bat Ayin. Coming out in Bat Ayin. Both are a distinct possibility. It's all a matter of 'when'.
Since it seems my little carrot is no longer dangling temptingly just out of reach, I may no longer be a guest at your eatery. I will grudgingly drop the food item mentioned above and continue to scour the web for new victims of my words so "hackneyed". (How much e-abuse can one girl take?) I'll bet that if I start googling right now I'll be able to find an answer to that question, complete with nasty photos and captivating fictional yarns, in under 7 minutes.
that should have been Maitre d'Hotel
Damn internet-- i just wrote you, Anonymous, a long response comment , waxing philosophically on the concept of intrigue and inviting you to drop the carrot and stick around; have a nice bowl of Matzah Ball soup. then i mistyped "Maitre'd Hotel." Then I offered you, Anonymous, any I help I could muster with info/advice on Beerot and other Jerusalem learning options, then i made some cute jokes, then i insulted myself, then i reminded you that you are still a Bronze-Medal friend. Then the comment didn't post, then i lost it.
Chaval.
shimstu-site@yahoo.com
It's because you lacked the energy to cast the masking spell, that your last post didn't stick, see?
It all comes back to D&D.
Oh, and, Anonymous, the name, "N-SYNC," has already been used, but, can I offer you an alternative?
"Backstreet Boys."
Yeah. I like the way that rrrolls off my tongue. It's bloody brilliant, is what it is.
No need to thank me.
It's what I do.
I believe we may have set a new record for most posts in a thread, with this one - 18.
And, you owe it all to Anonymous, as disturbing as that may seem.
Congratulations, Mousy. You've earned your medal, I reckon.
; > )
P.S. - Lately, my first attempt at posting doesn't work, and I have to re-enter the word verif., and then the post sticks.
may i be the first to suggest Stu is the originator of the anonymous (aka 'masked') posts... (perhaps he has the strength to mask after all)..
:)
Lies within lies.
Wow, I go without internet for 2 weeks and look what happens. i can't believe that of all the things that stuart has posted and all the things that he's asked for involvement on, that this random stuff is what sparks the 20 thread comments. unreal. and of course, most of us that comment are stuarts friends, and therefore not wanting to start some rumble with people in other segments in his life. yikes that a person that googled bat ayin started all this. special. I can't imagine reading the blog of someone I had no concept of, but I do love reading yours and have missed being able to check up on things since we didn't have home internet. Keep the posting up, we love it, and you know it. but if you needed to here it, there it is.
however, this might be my favorite line from the previous comment battle...
"Wan'drin Stu's is a family restaurant; therefore all suspicious characters will be asked to drop the hushpuppy and eat elsewhere"
That's what I like to hear!!!! Thanks for taking care of your loyal readers!
Hold the phone now... I love love, and certainly I love family, but the Hushpuppies comment was just a cute little jab, not intended to be the basis of some sort of Master Race cleansing program at the blog here, God-Forbid.
Our friend Anonymous is a more-than-welcome visitor to the blog, ESPECIALLY because she comes to us through the Bat Ayin route-- how could I ostracize anyone who shows an interest in my obscure and beloved home town??
Hm. 6:21 am.. I suppose another moment in the day might elicit a snappier comment than this one, but I just wanted to nip any sort of fascism in the bud here.
At least any sort of fascism not generated directly by me...
Curious strangers-- WELCOME!!!
wow, you really thought i was being fascist??? i just thought you were looking out for a nasty fight exploding on your blog between one of your friends and anonymous. internet communication only can obviously lead to misunderstandings. sorry if there was one on my part.
It was all in good spirit.
There was neither fight nor battle.
Her name is Joanna, if I recall correctly.
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