It seems like every day a new blogger (meaning, someone new to blogging) stops by to check out my humble offerings. Some even subscribe to my blog (I then never hear from them again).
On those occasions when I find the courage to check out their newly-formed blogs, I find they invariably aspire to large followings. Most aspire to make their blogs valuable resources to other readers about (enter subject here); to eventually be icons of the blogging world.
I wish them all luck. Certainly, some will “make it” (whatever that means), but the reality is the majority of these new blogs will be forgotten within a brief span of time (even by their owners). By far the greatest culprit is competition from the sheer amount of information available on the Web, but often it’s because of the authors themselves; they don’t follow through.
One sure indicator for such a fate is this: an incomplete “About” page.
Here’s the scenario: I see a new subscriber and think “here’s a kindred spirit” and go check out their blog. Before looking at anything else, I want to read about who they are. I mean, they might be broccoli lovers and haters of Spam, and one needs not that kind of negativity in one’s life, right?
I open the “About” page and I see the notice from WordPress explaining this is where you (the author) introduce yourself to your readers . . . except they haven’t. They spend a lot of time making the blog look pretty (there are a lot of flashy themes out there) and adding links and widgets and animations and sometimes even music . . . but they spent no time in telling something about themselves and spent even less time on content. Often, the content seems at best slopped together or a link to the content by someone else; something someone else did. The first post includes a quote about aspiration, dedication, and perseverance . . . and it then becomes an ironic monument to their failure on all three accounts.
This isn’t very humorous, is it? Well, probably not, but it perhaps it will help others rethink their idea to blog and help make my blog the definitive place to visit for life-changing advice.
And now, the photo:
What better way to mark the transition into the Project 313 transition into the teens by showing a timepiece? If it were at 13:00 hour, that’s what! But, alas, it’s not.
Half of the very bottom quasi-fleur-de-lis was obscured by a piece of another artifact and — full disclosure — I had to recreate it by first erasing the other object and then reflecting the part you could see and adding the appropriate shadow. I thought it turned out OK.
I’ve been listening to a number of podcasts (philosophy, literature, etc.) and all eventually touch on the subject of time and how people throughout human history have come to regard it and the coming to term with the implications of its assumed nature.
Interesting stuff . . . if I have the time, I’ll do a post on my own views about time, what it might be, and the practical considerations when thinking about it with respect to the human existence.
Meanwhile, a cartoon.
People underestimate the difficulty of figuring out the limits of what we can do and overestimate the utility and brilliance of what we can do. But, that too is a topic for another post.
Meanwhile, I said I would name the doodles I present here . . . easier said than done, I tell you. This next one, for instance, was a poser, alright.
And . . . that’s it
Some of these posts will likely be longer as the mood hits me, but most will be thus; short, uninteresting, bland, and relentless.
You can read about Project 313 HERE.
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