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Sunday, September 03, 2006Ooogle Monday And Blogger Notoriety
Today is the United States holiday known as Labor Day. Click the link to learn about it... because honestly I could never understand why we have a Labor Day when everyone... but me... is off. So in honor of Labor Day the first Ooogle is for the ladies because I jipped them last week in my quest to be sued...
Now for the fellas... this is definately someone who I would gladly have laboring for me... at the very least the airbrusher can get some gainful employment...
That concludes Ooogle Monday... have a great week.
So Monique did a post about blog anonymity. These are basically my comments about it...
Anonymity can be a wonderful thing. It can also be one of the leading causes for anti-socialization behavior, and one of the leading causes of me not going to the front of the line at the pizzeria.
The only real thing I can add to that is the fact allowing fear of discovery to hold back from ourselves is, in my opinion, a horrible consequence of Google. If you do a search on my name... well damn it pulls up a reference on page SIX from my early days on Prodigy (if you don't know what Prodigy is... don't ask... it'll make me feel fucking old... k?) about the Spice Girls. I really don't hold back on many items... but I also don't write about certain things for the same reason. Looking back, yes there are posts that make me sort of cringe because maybe I was a little too revealing, but I also look back and remember WHY I was so revealing. Usually it was to get a point across. Other times it was alcohol induced which shows me a raw state of mind. Finally... it was to get something out of my head and elsewhere so it wouldn't twist around and kill my last remaining brain cell.
I remember one of my other favorite bloggers, Dawn of Tiny Voices In My Head, who encountered a girl at a local bar in the bathroom. I did try to find the actual post... but I think she flipped over to Blogger Beta and it sent things awry in the archives. Basically the story went like this... Dawn's in the bathroom doing what girls do in bathrooms (you know, talking, applying make-up, gossiping, and so on) when this girl walks up to her and askes her, "Aren't you Dawn?". She replied, "Yeah." The other girl then says, "Oh I thought so... I read your blog." Now maybe that's not exactly how it went... but you get the idea. My point is... she has become known to people because of her blog.
I think I've posted maybe all of 4 pictures of myself on the blog... but now I have a little webcam setup. Why? Maybe because at some point... if I can't be known for the drivelling novels I attempt... I'll be known for this blog... and ultimately I want to move to the head of the line at the pizzeria... or at least get approached in the bathroom by a girl and asked "Are you NYC Watchdog? I read your blog... wanna show me some Peace and Love?"
I think I have a better shot at the pizzeria.