Bloggin'!
Hey peeps. I know it has been a long time since I bothered to take up the e-quill of blogging and sufficiently encase myself in a narcissistic cloud of self-analysis. To tell you the truth, I didn't miss it at first, but now, especially at work, I find myself jotting down things not really appropriate to bring up in conversation but fine to ramble on about in print for long periods of time.
I have to blame the wizardly Facebook for it's deathgrip on internet socializing here in Canada. It offers the lowest kind of commitment for the maximum social output. I have always thought utilities like Facebook allow people to experience what it must have been like to have been bored and wealthy in the Victorian age..sending your servants with little dinner notes back and forth all evening. I can't comment on the intellectual disparities in the two similar types of discourse, but I doubt that Sir Grovensby would have used emoticons to summon his good friend Lady Traffinham-Stoke to a late supper via slowly-delivered letter.
I have always thought it would be great to have a series of really involved correspondences with various people, but every time I have been presented with an opportunity to start one I've let it go in favour of the 'hey man how u doin hope it's good peas out' micro-Mail or Facebook message. Does anyone still write each other like Virginia Woolf used to write all her pals? I guess it's a bit conceited of me to wish I had this huge catalogue of intelligent insights and hilarious jokes shared with my friends, if only to make it easy for future biographers to successfully show how witty I surely am. Autobiography is for baseball players and autocrats! (I actually quite like autobiographies).
In other news, I'm going to be going to Brock for teacher's college in the fall, which is to say, a month. The summer used to loom large as a buffer zone between the vestigal whimsy of the travellin' man and the cold hard seriousness of 'taking care of business' as BTO would put it. I'm sad to say I haven't really been in a classroom in a while...I helped with my mom's Grade 1's but cleaning up paint is to full time teaching what two chimps playing tiddlywinks is to Jesus playing Gary Kasparov in a game of chess at the top of an erupting volcano. I sincerely hope I am up to this challenge.
In closing, please look me up on Facebook if you haven't already. My zombie needs more brains to eat.
