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Thursday, September 11, 2003

Regrets...
I've had a few.
But then again,
Too few to mention!
--"My Way",
written by Paul Anka
When I hear that song, I think of Frank Sinatra, and sometimes Elvis or Sid Vicious -- all of whom have been known to perform, in their own unique manner, that wonderful song. Wonderful because -- though I don't always enjoy hearing it, I've heard it so much -- the song is a wonderful personal anthem. That's something we all need: a personal anthem. A song that praises our individuality; a mark of devotion to oneself. After all, they say you're going to have a helluva time loving anyone else unless you've first learned to love yourself, right?

This is not to replace your love for your God, or your spouse, or your family. I'm simply saying that we all need to give ourselves a bit more self-love at this time of year. (No, not that type of self-love !) Too many of us beat up on ourselves throughout the year, and then nearly destroy ourselves at year's end. No wonder there are so many suicides during the Holidays; the messages bombarding us are to Buy Buy Buy and to Give Give Give -- but what if you have nothing to give but love? If you have a dearth of that good stuff, then you'll have a bitch of a time spreading it around to your neighbors.

So be good to yourself, whether you're Christian, Pagan, Wiccan, Athiest, Hindu, Islamic, Mormon, Podcastin, or otherwise. Don't take the pills, they won't do you or anyone else any good; you'll simply miss out on the Next Big Thing (which may turn out to be Your Next Big Thing). Just do things your own way, singing that little hymn as you do so:
For what is a man,
What has he got?
If not himself,
Then he has naught.
To say the things,
He truly feels,
And not the words,
Of one who kneels.
The record shows,
I took the blows
And did it my way!

Thursday, March 15, 2007

With emerging services like AutoTwit, it's almost like you're not even personally responsible for being a twit anymore, since the service takes over for you. I'm not going to explain any further; I'm already uncertain about Evan & Co.'s motives behind the naming of their service.*



(I'm still sore about something to do with Odeo that I really needn't/shouldn't be holding a grudge about. My feelings were simply hurt in an email exchange with Evan, but looking back today, I recognize that it's really not necessary for me to have been affected by the correspondence in such a way.)




*I wanted to add the following to the first paragraph, but removed the passage:
That's a joke, fuckers. (See how I abuse you gals? Those of you who take the time to subscribe and/or read and post comments to this blog? I remind you, or warn you, if I've not made it clear in the past, that this is a very unstable project. Curated by an even less stable. You know. Author, or something.)

I decided to remove the passage not because I care how it affects you, but because I thought that it distracted from the content of the second paragraph of this post, which I felt was more important for you to gather. I still think you're all a bunch of lazy fucks who watch too much television and twitter away about less-than-meaningless things. You should all pick up a book once in awhile, it'll do your brain some proper damage. Who am I to judge, though? I'm the Biggest Fucker Of Them All, who seems to enjoy scaring people away...(I'm working on the intimacy thing with my psychiatrist, so don't you worry your little heart, now.)



It's amazing the range of topics I can span in one moderately-sized post.


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I once posted, in this space (this right column), the following:

If I had friends they would be listed here

That particular bit o' text, that silly and idiotic phrase, was repeated a dozen or two dozen or so times and was intended to be temporary. I had been working on a project -- a new layout for this blog -- and had intended for that text to be placeholder content. That is, the text was supposed to temporarily replace the content that had previously occupied this column (which was a list of links to friends -- that is, other blogs and web sites I linked to). I didn't know what content I was going to place into that (this) space, so I placed a bunch of duplicate phrases here as a placeholder so that I would remember to fill in this space again later.

At the same time, I thought I was being cute with the heading:

NEW & IMPROVED FRIENDS!

The fact remains: I still don't know what content to put here, in this column. Links again? Pictures? Video? Audio? Ads? Oh, hell no! It hasn't come to me yet, but I'm sure it will eventually, and when it does it'll come quick and (as usual) with consequences.