Meta-Discussion

Yes, I subscribe to the Devil’s Dictionary definition of meta. Going forward from that … had an interesting conversation tonight after our Tuesday night movie-watching—Say Anything was great; thanks, Misty—about Weblogging and why we do it. I don’t know why they were talking about it, but for some reason, Misty, Stephen, and Tim got to talking about Dooce and being Dooced and all that … which morphed into a conversation about Weblogging in general.

Now, mind you. I have a handful of Weblogs. [Pause for laughter] I administer, oh, 70 more. I believe in the medium.

It was just weird for me to actually talk about it, because that’s something I never do. One of the last roommates I had didn’t know I ever had a Weblog until the other roommate mentioned it. It really just isn’t something I ever mention in conversation. Shoot, my geek friends know that I have a Weblog, but … no one at work knows. [Or, well, they haven't said anything.] Folks at church never really knew. [Or, well, they never let on.] Whole swaths of my life have no interaction with my writings online.

Which isn’t to say that I’m ashamed of it … or at least I don’t think that I am. Otherwise, I’d make it hard to find me. [I'd have some LiveJournal with some silly-ass nick that only long-time friends would get, and ... yeah. Not that I haven't thought about it, but ... at the end of the day, I believe in openness.]

I guess that I just figure that those who are interested will find out about it, and those that aren’t wouldn’t be interested … so why bring it up?

Of course, the non-blogger in the room had to ask, “WHY would you ever want to do this?” While everyone had a really good reason for why they write on theirs, I … don’t have anything to say other than, “It’s just something that I enjoy doing.” [Understatement.] It’s my hobby, I guess. It’s not anything that I take ultra-seriously—okay, I take Weblogging seriously, but I don’t take much of what I write very seriously. 95% of the time, what you’re reading is the first and only draft. [This explains much, no?]

If nothing else, it’s less frustrating than golf. [Golf's more exercise, though.]

One Comment

  1. Stephen
    Posted 7/21/2005 at 9:58 pm | Permalink

    I don’t know that you *have* to have a reason beyond enjoying doing it, really.

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