Today's episode: a captured discourse on the subject of proper stylistic blog composition.

that's not my datsun says:
i miss being a second-tier blogger

JamesPark says:
i'm not even and 80th tier

that's not my datsun says:
i could be doing better, but my life just isn't interesting right now, and though that was never a requrement, i'm always too tired these days to make the banal entertaining.

JamesPark says:
i am #1 when googling for "cheezy blog"

that's not my datsun says:
yay!

JamesPark says:
not that that's really saying anything
esp. when google chides "did you mean 'cheesy'?"

JamesPark says:
yeah - i know what you mean.
for me, it's mostly "oh shit i haven't blogged in x weeks!!" .. not truly interesting stuff

that's not my datsun says:
nobody's life is all that interesting, the secret is making it sound interesting.

JamesPark says:
well yes, but 11:30pm after a long day and before a long day is not the time to really try and make that previous long (boring) day sound good!
heh - maybe i should put that in my blog for today!

that's not my datsun says:
"the sun has long since set, and here i am still at work. the carpet mocks me, the hard drive echos off the walls reminding me that dedication means something to me, even if its effect is lacking on those i'm dedicated to..."

JamesPark says:
sure, but after a long day, i don't *want* to try and be creative ... remember (damn coffee-slinger), that programming is an art, and requires lots of creativity!

that's not my datsun says:
yeah, it is.
so does a perfect cappucino, which is why most are imperfect.

JamesPark says:
"...the halls are empty now. The low hum of a hundred unattended workstations, their attendants long gone home, is the only sound beyond that of my own typing..."

that's not my datsun says:
the keyboard is impossibly grey, an artifact of flourescent lighting, i wonder sometimes if i'm but an artifact too. no, i know better lighting, the darkness of an intimate bedroom, the crazy spectrum of the desert floor at noon, the fog on quieter february mornings of years gone by.

JamesPark says:
lol - i should ... strike that - i AM going to post this as my entry for today!

that's not my datsun says:
toss in "pale echo of a neon nightspot, all of the cost but with little of the reward"

that's not my datsun says:
and do some play on ballast, balanced and bellicose

JamesPark says:
lol - getting more complicated!

that's not my datsun says:
nah, nobody will know what it means, so you don't even have to use it in context

that's not my datsun says:
and add "were i half as smart and twice as well connected, i'd be home over dinner right now, a silver car in my own driveway rather than a grey one in the parking lot alone"

JamesPark says:
ha!

that's not my datsun says:
"the pixels mock me until i tell them what to do."

JamesPark says:
"then they refuse, and mock me some more"

that's not my datsun says:
then quote an inxs song and ruminate on half a dozen places you'd rather be, none of them great but all of them better

that's not my datsun says:
and finish with "they tell me i'm clever, and pay me enough that sometimes i start to believe it too"

that's not my datsun says:
that's reverse self-deprication, implies ego and humility at the same time.

JamesPark says:
okay, and so all I need is a good ending - one last rejoinder which will tie everything up nicely

[significant silence]