Do any of you use the "Next Blog" button at the top of the screen there? It'll randomly take you to the next blog. I've found some of my favorite fellow-bloggers that way. Chai and Au$10 (pronounced Austin) and Cbreaux and some others (whose blog addresses now reside in the electronic dust bin) have all come from this nifty little button.
Perusing the madness that lives out there in Blogland has helped me realize how incredibly bad some people write. There is some REAL crap out there. The crap is good, though, because it makes my blog look *stellar*!
The down side, however, is that it makes me realize how incredibly un-savvy I am. Take, for instance, Chai or Au$10's blogs. Not only do they keep up on current events (bravo!), but they are always finding fascinating things on-line to blog about. They epitomize techno-savvy blogging. Cool links. Cool pics. They even use cool fonts. Not so, me.
Problem is, I just go blank when I try to find things on-line. I actually spend time trying to think of things I can look up. I go to newspages trying to find interesting articles to get the creative juices flowing. I use google. I try to think of things. I look around me for inspiration. I try to recall things that inspired me before. I try to make mental notes of things to look up. All to no avail!
It's like going to a restaurant with a 500-page menu when you are gurgling-ly hungry. It is just completely overwhelming. The possibilities are too endless. There are too many choices. Most of the time I find myself chasing rabbit trails rife with boredom-inducing trivialities about celebrity life.
And the thing that just boggles my mind is that every day millions of people - people I know and love - enjoy hours of savvy browsing. Even the un-hip, un-intellectual and un-cultured peeps out there seem to enjoy a rich, savvy, interesting life of internet browsing.
Am I missing a browsing gene? Am I so uninteresting I can't browse savvily? Am I too sophisticated to invest my precious self into the inanities found on-line? Ah, I think I may have just found my achilles heel. Just too damn sophisticated.