Hello folks, how are you?
Yes, I had a wonderful holiday.
Lots of incredibly immature activities which is far better at making you feel young than any hair dye or moisture replenishing cream.
So as I was writing this post, I came across something Northern wrote.
In it, he basically – and correctly – said a lot of blogging is bollocks, wrapped up in self-importance, over-inflated ego.
He’s right.
When I started writing this, it was much more about having a place for me to scribble down my thoughts and ideas than anything else … hence I’ve written about my first digital clock radio, my best friends cock and some planning stuff without ever feeling it was weird.
To be honest, I have tried to maintain that attitude, except I’ve realised that there have been more than a couple of times when I’ve slipped into condescending wanker mode.
I seriously didn’t mean to and I swear the reason I wrote such things was because it was an issue swimming around my head at the time, but without doubt, to the bystander, I will have come across as a twat.
And given I love Queen and wear Birkenstocks, I don’t need any more reasons for people to loathe me.
So what am I saying?
Well, 3 things really:
1. I know What I’m Not Good At
While I wish I could write clever stuff like so many others out there – NP, Martin, George etc etc – I can’t.
That doesn’t mean I’m a totally thick bastard – but the fact is, this blog was never created to be anything other than a place where I could dump stuff that was rolling around my head at the time.
The sad thing about adland is that the actual amount of time you get given to ‘think’ about stuff is relatively small and while I would never suggest this blog is my compendium of thoughts – God forbid – there have been times where I’ve revisited something I’d written in the past that has helped me move ahead with something that had been bothering me.
Not often though, but I’m OK with that. Honestly.
2. This Blog Keeps Me Regular
I have an addictive personality.
I learnt this quite early on in my life through things like collecting key-rings [don’t ask], playing slot machines [a bit of an issue in my early teens], not drinking [contrary to popular belief, not an issue ever] and loving music.
So what’s that got to do with this blog?
Well basically, writing it has become another addiction of mine – except, it’s a bitter sweet addiction.
You see, while I enjoy having a place to write my ramblings, it can also be a pain.
Yes, as much as it violates your senses, it can drive me mad too.
So why do I keep doing it?
Because I know that if I stopped writing it for a period of time, I’d stop altogether.
That might sound wonderful to you, but it’s not something I want to do, at least for now.
I am someone who needs a certain element of routine to get the best out of me.
Left to my own devices, I would constantly go off on tangents that even a protractor couldn’t measure. While there are good things about that, not having any structure – at least for me – can be dangerous and so this blog, as mad as it may seem, gives me something to keep me on the straight and narrow.
Mad eh?
But there’s more than just routine and structure that keeps me writing my rubbish.
You see I genuinely find it interesting to see how over the years, my viewpoint has evolved and changed more than a Tory government MP. Not on everything, but on quite a few things and the best thing is that when it’s happened, it’s because of some debate that has occurred on here.
Which is nice and makes me happy.
But on top of all that, there’s one more reason why I keep this blog up.
You see a while back, Jill told me this blog was quite important to her.
Sure, it was for strange, twisted and downright mental reasons, but that alone is a big enough incentive for me to keep it up, even if the posts are 99% hot air, 1% slightly less hot air.
3. I’m The Most Un-consise Planner On Earth
I’m guessing you had already worked that bit out.
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So there you have it.
A complete justification of why this blog is rubbish.
Which is why if you want to read things of value and learning, you’re best off visiting other blogs – of which I’ve listed some above – but if you do find yourself on here, I thank you for your patience, bad taste and sadist tendencies.