Blogging is dead

I just went through my blogroll and discovered most of the blogs listed on there haven’t been updated in months. One didn’t even exist anymore. After editing out the defunct blogs, my list of links is quite short.

I don’t have any concrete evidence to back it up, but I am pretty sure blogging died sometime around the rise of social networks like Facebook and micro-blogging platforms like Tumblr. Perhaps our attention spans are too short these days to read more than a couple of lines of text.

Even though blogging might no longer be hip, I enjoy having a place to dump my feelings where they don’t get immediately lost amidst several hundred other status updates in someone’s Google Plus or Facebook stream. I might not get the feedback here that one expects to receive on a social network, but that’s beside the point. At the risk of sounding selfish, I do this for me.

Even though I don’t write as much as I used to, I won’t give up on this little project until they pry it from my cold, gay hands! I will continue to post the trivial, mundane, and often insignificant details of my life, and when I don’t have anything worth writing about I will fill my home page with photos of things I find interesting. Hopefully you will see something that strikes your fancy from time to time, too.

Title case versus sentence case

This is why I edited almost every single post title on this blog a few weeks ago. Sentence case is preferred by most online publications and newspapers, and it appears well on its way to becoming the standard. I was growing tired of trying to figure out which words to capitalize anyway.

Title Case: This is a Blog Post Title

Sentence Case: This is a blog post title

Easier to implement and easier to read. Win win.


Remember the movie Click where Adam Sandler’s character came upon a remote control that he could use to pause, mute, and rewind his life? He found himself skipping through things that he didn’t want to wait for or deal with, and by the end of the movie, a much older man realized that most of the important moments in his life had already passed him by. My life has been feeling like that a lot lately.

It seems like we stay busy from dawn to dusk – running here and there, doing household chores, trying to take care of the needs of some of our friends while enjoying some leisure time with others. What’s left is very little of what I call “me time” – the part of the day when I can unwind in a hot bath with a good book and some candles, or watch a television show without being interrupted, or get my hands dirty working in the yard. Instead, I’m working, scooping litter boxes, folding laundry, or paying bills online.

So, here I am, a few short years from FORTY, trying to figure out how on earth I wound up this old in such a short amount of time. It freaks me out that my parents qualify for senior citizen discounts at local restaurants, and that my sister has a child turning eighteen this year. It also disappoints me that this far into my allotted years, I still can’t get legally married and don’t have any children to call my own.

Mrs. J always said that time passes faster the older you get, but sometimes I wish I had my own pause button so I could cling to my disappearing youth for just a little while longer.

I wish…

…I still wrote on this blog regularly.

…I had never left

…I had never given this site address out to anyone I know IRL besides my partner.

…I hadn’t paid for three years of hosting and domain names.

…I had the courage to “speak” my mind here regardless of who is reading.

Amazing quotes by Ernest Hemingway

Ever read or see something that makes your diaphragm unexpectedly expand? Perhaps that’s what is meant by the expression “it took my breath away.” Some of these quotes by author Ernest Hemingway do that exactly.

There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.

There is no friend as loyal as a book.

Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.

All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence that you know.

After writing a story I was always empty and both sad and happy, as though I had made love.

When people talk, listen completely. Most people never listen.

It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters, in the end.

About morals, I know only that what is moral is what you feel good after and what is immoral is what you feel bad after.

Never think that war, no matter how necessary, nor how justified, is not a crime.

A cat has absolute emotional honesty: human beings, for one reason or another, may hide their feelings, but a cat does not.

All my life I’ve looked at words as though I were seeing them for the first time.

In order to write about life first you must live it.

A writer should write what he has to say and not speak it.

Now is no time to think of what you do not have. Think of what you can do with what there is.

Never to go on trips with anyone you do not love.

The best way to find out if you can trust somebody is to trust them.

I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I’m awake, you know?