BTRIPP (btripp) wrote,

And other stuff ...

Aside from the fact that at least half of my blogging happens ===> over there these days, I don't know why I bother flogging The Job Stalker in here. It's not that y'all don't go look at it (I see the logs and know that "the few, the proud, the regular readers" do indeed click through), but it occurred to me that most of you "don't count" for my paid traffic. You see, that 1/2 cent per "unique page view" is for viewers in the market, i.e. in the greater Chicagoland area ... my viewers from Las Vegas, Seattle, Salt Lake City, etc. just move the needles for the Tribune. Of course, I went into this assignment thinking it wasn't a paid gig, so the "cup of coffee every few weeks" cash flow it's generating is "found money".

I was musing on this largely due to a recent post by itzwicks about how many folks have left LiveJournal, both by being "gone" and by long-term neglect. I'm fast coming up on my four thousandth L.J. post and my 10th anniversary here, so this has been "home" for a long time. The fact that I'm spending 8 hours a day on Twitter, cranking out another blog, have a Ning site dedicated to my bitherings, etc., etc., etc. doesn't mean that this isn't still my main vehicle for talking with the web.

I really do feel bad when I haven't been posting regularly. Heck, I feel bad when I don't share pics with y'all (as I've noted in the past, my person-to-camera-to-computer interface is "broken" and it takes ridiculously many steps and much time to get images good to go for here) ... if you want to see some recent snaps, there are some up at my Posterous account ( which I, obviously, use for making that sort of stuff available for Twitter (and I do like the mail-to-post interface there). I have thought of trying to do NaBloPoMo on-going (as that re-starts every month, losing some of the "ooph" that NaNoWriMo has), but "the way I am" would make me beat myself up way too much if I screwed up on that (hey, don't judge ... it's the same personality quirk that let me go from drinking a litre of gin a day to total sobriety that's lasted 24 years, 8 months, and 13 days so far).

Aside from all the other very good reasons why I miss having money (I'd say "a job", but I'd be perfectly happy to let it come via a lottery win!), is that I'd love to have one of those fancy bells-and-whistles phones with a data plan. Now, I'm not much of a "cell phone guy" (being that 13 of the past 15 years I've worked from home with a land line 6" off my elbow, and I rarely am even in the same room as my rather rudimentary cell phone), but I'd love to have all the computing and communications access that one of those toys would provide. Unfortunately, that's what it would BE ... a "toy" (and a damned expensive one at that to get it with the sort of data plan that I'd want) ... and we sure as hell don't have the money for me to get something that isn't needed. However, if I did have a fancy-schmancy phone like that I'm pretty sure that I'd be updating in here far more frequently ... so I am thinking of y'all!

Speaking of fancy-schmancy ... a significant chunk of the folks I follow from Twitter are down in Austin for SXSW (South By Southwest), and I'm amazed at how deprived I feel by not being there. They all seem to be having a very good time ... going to interesting workshops (or presenting at same), going to fabulous parties, meeting all the web folks in the flesh, etc. And it's like I wasn't invited, so I'm having something of a week-long pity party ... boo hoo hoo.


Like I always remind myself, nothing's wrong with my life that winning a hundred million dollars wouldn't fix.

grumble, grumble, grumble ...

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