Thursday, April 4, 2019

A random Thursday

Spudguns!, we are 210 Days till Hallowe'en. 

I sit here more and more staring at my social media pages feeling the pressure to add stuff to them. Isn't that the craziest feeling? That strange expectedness to keep producing candyfloss. That ever turning surface noise we've gotten used to. Well, I blame the audience. Oh yeah man, righty-ho righty-ho. If my generation was the white-noise television generation, than this new desire for constant social media flabbering is more than just the next step in the greedy love me generation. It's like here's the cliff  my lemmings jump.

You know I'm right. You hate to admit when I'm right, but I know you know that I know I'm right.

Sadly, as I just confessed, I'm far from immune to the social media fill me up phase of things. I'm just spent out man. Totally drained of love and emotion from the lingering talons of the media machine. That crazy followers count that screams how many people are willing to worship at your stone cold feet. I don't think I can handle watching it spit and sputter in the degrees it does like it's lapdog of despair.

Last year, it became all about trying and failing horribly for me, to make a series of posts, videos etc that connected into something. My facebook page had some mild success with keeping my own interest, therefore making some sense. But everything else suffered under the weight of it. This year, as I return to blogging, the only thing I've been able to put my mind into is the daily Hallowe'en countdown. And I'm not even doing that in the style my readers expect.

That's where my mind's at today.

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