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Everybody Else Does

I’ve been looking round at other people’s blogs, as you do. I noticed a few things about the really popular blogs; you know the ones I mean, the ones that are so successful that the bloggers are able to live off them. To begin with, they are usually pretty plain, just black type on white. Which I am happy about, it’s easy to read. The other thing is, to make them even easier to read, they write in very short sentences.

With a sentence or two in one paragraph.

To make it easier on the reader to be able to go from one thought to another without having to draw a breath.

Because heaven knows, the people who read blogs these days have the attention span of a three-month-old and cannot possibly be expected to absorb something that will, y’know, make them actually do a little work and read.

We can’t have that now, can we?

Yes, well, I doubt I could keep it up for long, seeing as I was taught to write in paragraphs and words of more than a couple of syllables. The problem being, that we are all supposed to think of ‘net readers as being as thick as soup and twice as stupid. But that can’t really be true, can it? I mean, the bloggers, those famous ones, are reasonably intelligent people themselves. They’re certainly not stupid, though they tend to write in cliches, squeeze as many portentous terms into their writing as they can, and have some interesting ideas, albeit couched in those awful one-line sentences. Or they’ll write as if their opinion is the only one worth reading.

No, I’m not jealous. I have no wish to make my living from blogging; I’m not that serious about it. It’s just that I feel that those people are letting their readers down, while racking in the kudoes and more. That’s another thing, I hate the term “blogosphere”. I don’t why, I just do. It sounds confining and elitest and I’m one of those people who is never part of a group. I used to feel left out, but now I’m kind of proud to be me. To be a blogger who does it my way, and to heck with other people. So there!

In other news: I still have a cold. It decided, that as I had actually had a reasonably decent sleep the night before last, I didn’t deserve more than four straight hours last night. My eyes are so red that you’d think I had cried me a river. It was yet another cold and dark day, in which we watched more of “The Big Bang Theory”. I may not get the science references, but I do understand all the geek ones. Ah yes, I can remember the days of the “Crisis on Infinite Worlds”, the early days of the X-Men and I’d rather like to have a model of the time machine in my living room too. We’ve been trying to work out which of the group we are. I reckon that I’m half Penny and half Leonard. L is probably more like Sheldon that she’s willing to admit to, including being a science geek. And P is probably half Penny and half Raj.

Oh and I finished reading “Agatha Raisin and the Quiche of Death” by M C Beaton. It was hilarious!

Things That Are

I like to give my bits of nonsense titles from things I’m listening to. Tonight it’s “Mara” by Runrig and I’m listening to the track “Things That Are”. Today is nearly over and its been a short day, one way or another. Probably helped by me not getting up until 10 o’ clock this morning. P, bless him, let me sleep as I’m having some broken nights, thanks to a nasty sore throat and a cough that is driving me crackers.

It really is not fair. I had my routine ‘flu vaccination as usual, last month. Then a week later, I had a swine ‘flu vaccination. Well, I had to really, what with having diabetes and being prone to pneumonia as well as bronchitis like you wouldn’t believe. (Last time I had it, it lasted for six months.) I thought I’d be fine, just as I have been for the past three years since I’ve been having the ‘flu vaccination.

But put it this way: the ‘flu one is Constable Odo and the Bajoran security team on Deep Space Nine, while the swine ‘flu one is Commander Worf and the Starfleet security folks. I had a sore throat: nothing major, just a bit of a nuisance really. But the swine ‘flu vaccination went into overdrive and started lobbing photon torpedoes at it. Then the Bajorans got into the act and running around the corridors, shooting anything that moves. The result is that I feel like something the cats dragged in and the cough has bypassed bronchitis, but is having much the same effect. In that I can’t sleep lying down and have to prop myself up with lots of cushions and pillows. I’m drinking so much water that I expect my kidneys will be going down for the third time pretty soon. It’s a nightmare.

The rotten thing is, P and L are home for two weeks and now I’m not in a fit state to go anywhere with them. I had to make things worse by looking it up on the ‘net, which is always fatal. By the time I’d looked at half a dozen sites, I was convinced that I was going to get ME at the very least. But then I gave myself a good talking to and realized that, while lots of disgruntled people rushed to post their woes on the ‘net, no one had posted who were actually happy with the vaccinations. So I’m not going to worry. Comparing it to Gulf War syndrome is not going to give me the colly wobbles. Noserieebob. Not at all. Hah! Who am I kidding? I’m scared, of course as this vaccination does seem to have been rushed out. But nothing was gained by worrying. Anyway, I have an essay on Peter Pan to be getting on with, so I don’t have time for worrying about some vaccination I had over a month ago. No matter what it’s doing to me.

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