Since I have nothing to do at work this afternoon (everyone's either got spring fever or actual fever, so the office is empty), I decided to hit the "next blog" button on the top right corner of my blog. Here are first ten random blogs:
Inner Workings of Jenn
She's a cheerleader! She was on the Homecoming Court in 2003! She and I have nothing in common*, but random chance has linked us together.
Up next, we have:
Patrick Li's blog
Patrick is an engineer, and he's adorable and has a good sense of humor. I like him.
Our next random blog is:
Pettitt Cattle & Coffee
They promise: "No other source can offer the same intelligent, opinionated, constructive criticism on just about anything." I must humbly disagree. I gathered from reading through several of the blogposts that at least one of the authors at this blog is a Bush supporter, but he is most certainly not opinionated, because I had to dig to find that out. However, I like the space links, and I appreciate a Bush supporter who isn't rabid - they are so few. I don't agree with them, but at least they aren't foaming at the mouth idiots.
No whammies, no whammies:
The M.I.L.F. Diaries
Written by a "self-proclaimed MILF" (which...how would that work? wouldn't "MILM" be more appropriate? Maybe she just masturbates with extreme enthusiasm and calls it fucking?) Anywhoo, she has a very cute baby, and she seems like a fun-loving gal.
I am next randomly drawn to:
Quite a bit of poetry, some sex talk, she strikes me as one of those very New Age-y types, very much under the thrall of her feelings and seeing miracles in coincidences, that kind of thing.
Round and round she goes:
which is a forum for cycling enthusiasts in Santa Barbara. I can't really ride a bike anymore because of my hip, but I am pro-cycling, so thumbs up!
The cosmos next direct me to:
The Sketch Book Diaries
Doug is a freelance artist, which strikes me as a really difficult way to make a living. I don't know many people who buy art...although I suppose newspapers and magazines and publishers must need lots of illustrators, so maybe I'm entirely wrong and I should have continued drawing and painting watercolors (which I did quite well in high school, especially the watercolors - I was not a wishy-washy watercolorist, my paintings were bold and dramatic and defied watercolor conventions...I even won 3rd prize and an honorable mention in an art show). He has a very realistic style, lots of detail, some of his illustrations almost look like photographs. I wish him luck, both with his new blog (first post dated today!) and his career.
Next we go to:
Rundown to 3.59 - Midpackers Train for the Chicag05 Marathon
Which is a diary of Kurt & Steve Vogel's training for the Chicago Marathon. Pretty straightforward. I am completely unable to run, but I admire people who have the tenacity to compete in marathons. My friend Bill ran the NY Marathon once (his stated goal: Beat Oprah's time). He was an unregistered participant, so he had to climb a wall and sneak up to the starting line. My friend Mean Jeanne and I were watching the racers get ready for the start on the Verrazano Bridge, and I found myself touched by the line of racers standing along the edge with their heads down. "Look, Jeanne, they're praying!" I said. I looked for a moment longer as the cement side of the bridge darkened, and I amended my statment: "Oh, never mind, they're peeing."
I don't know if the universe is trying to tell me something, but our next random link is to:
The author, Sarah1742, is writing a research paper about whether antidepressants are addictive. I feel like I'm incapable of getting addicted to any drug - when I finally took a drug that I loved (oh, beautiful Vicodin), I became like Gollum holding his preciousssss. If I took another Vicodin, yes, I would feel better, but then I would have *less* Vicodin, and that wouldn't do. I still have a half tab of Vicodin sitting in my medicine closet from the last time I got a prescription, and I will probably never take it, because then I will have lost my precious forever.
Our final random blog is:
which is one of my favorite kinds of blogs to randomly come upon, because it's in another language. I estimate that over 60% of the time when I hit the "go to the next blog" button, the first blog that comes up is in a foreign language. Judging by the few words of English on this blog, I'm guessing the author is sort of a technology geek. I see IPOD, Firefox, MAC OS and Linux.
Well, there you have it, you silent people out there who may or may not ever read my blog (that might be a veiled hint to encourage you to leave comments ; ; ; ). A random trip through the World O'Blogger blogs.
*Confession time: I was a cheerleader for three years of my life. I liked doing backflips and yelling, what can I say? I still don't understand football, though.