Managed World

You know, either I have been waking up on the wrong side of the bed a lot more lately, or I'm simply starting to become an grump ol' codger. I'm sure by now, everyone AND their pharmaceutical assistants have heard about "Windows Vista". Well, if everyone AND their long-living, paraphernalia-selling, psychotropic drug-addict alter egos have heard of the Windows Vista news, why do we have to keep on repeating it?

I think this is why I do not like link blogs. I want to see content, or personality, or what have you. I don't want to simply see a link to a news story that I've already seen linked five million other places (let alone five million times by other bloggers on the SAME SITE). If you are going to post about Windows Vista, you better damn well be contributing something to the plate (even if it is simply a stupid, pet writeup like I'm doing here (not to toot my own horn (which I often do in private but not much in public (although I've thought about it from time to time)))). It seems like the more people that start blogging, the extraneous noise I'm having to filter through. My issue with the noise is that it's not PERSONAL noise.

If you are blogging simply to post links time and time again (without any personality or insight), than I think you are missing the WHOLE point of blogs. Of course, to each his own I suppose. But I can't imagine you can't find a better way to appease your vicious, patting-on-the-back nature. I mean, throw me a friggin' bone here. Give me some kind of clue that you're human. WAIT A MINUTE! Maybe that's the problem! Maybe most sites are actually populated by touring-test compatible cyborgs (also known as "blogging bots"). Yes, that's it. That HAS to be it. Well, at least that's how it LOOKS. And, like my mom always told me, if it looks like an apple, smells like an apple, and tastes like an apple, than it MUST be an apple (unless it's a turnip of course).

Believe it or not, I'm actually not all that disturbed about this, I simply thought it might be a good opportunity to flex my "personality muscles" for all of you to show off my entirely NON-Greek, NON-chiseled physique. C'est la vie.