30 posts in 30 days
And so it begins…
NaBloPomo starts today, which means you’ll be hearing from me every day this month. Even though I’ve failed to manage daily posting in the six years I’ve been keeping this blog, I figure an old blog can learn new tricks.
I’ve decided that splicing twitter updates, del.icio.us bookmarks, or flickr photos without commentary in here doesn’t count. Part of the point for me is writing more (which means reading more, analyzing more, thinking more…) and I feel like I’ll be short-circuiting the process if I automate posts. Yes, I realize I may regret this decision in two weeks.
I figure banking posts and/or manipulating time stamps feels would be cheating, too. The only way I can see this being okay is if my host goes down and I can’t access my site to post what I wrote that day. No doubt this thought will perversely lead to posting three times on one day, then writing a terse “note to self: you dumbass” post the next day. I’ll also frown on posts consisting of just block quotes, or without complete words, but I won’t promise not to do it. C’mon, you know Disemvoweling Third Tuesday could be fun.
So, what will I blog about every day for a month?
I’m going to Defrag, and was always planning on blogging about the conference — though I hope my flights will be nothing to write about. (I’m also hoping it will lead down interesting paths: new takes on the social web, what the implicit web means, and even better — things I can’t even guess about now.) I figure I’m good for at least one Friday catblogging post. I need to weed my OPML file again — OPML files are the new blogroll, dontcha know — and I’ll talk about that. Then there are those days where I’ll just feel like getting my snark on. (No, they aren’t every day, smartass.) My grandmother ships stuff from another location now, so I probably won’t get another weapon in the mail, but I do intend to save every last shred of junk mail I get from my viciously stupid mortgage company, and then ship it back to them using their own postage-free-for-me business reply envelopes at the end of the month and I’ll tell you how much stuff it is. I bet there is a widget online somewhere that converts pieces of junk mail into number of dead trees and greenhouse gas emissions. If not, I guess I should twitter my request to whip up one of those by the end of the month. Plus I’ve got photo stuff going on, a mess of books I’m reading, holiday preparations I’m procrastinating over, weird lists I’m always compiling in the back of my head, those geeky plans for world domination to fine tune, yadda yadda yadda.
Also, I’m taking requests. I’m not guaranteeing I will write a post about whatever you ask me to, but I suppose I could at least write a post about why I’m not going to write the post you asked for. That isn’t cheating. Hey, my blog, my rules! Also you should be aware if your requests are obscene and/or anatomically impossible, I’m just going to delete them. Or disemvowel them. Or something unpleasant, to be determined after I’ve had more coffee.
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