I sit here, after a few days of blogging quiescence, open my posting page (as habit dictates), and it suddenly occurs to me I have absolutely no idea what to write. Not only that, but my blogging appetite, usually ravenous, is suppressed.
Is there some kind of stimulant I can take for this I wonder? Something similar to what people take to provoke their desire for food? I’m sure there’s a costly remedy somewhere, though had I predicted this - respite induced decline of blogging vigor - I could have bought an inexpensive over the counter treatment while on my trip.
My trip:
You know what goes on in Mexico stays in Mexico, along with a few other things as it turns out.
In the short time period between my arrival - after a small dinner, trying to place a call to my family to let them know I was in Mexico, and finding the international roam to be full of suckage - I walked to the beach, a mere quarter mile on a lit path, and somewhere between the restaurant, the beach, the beach bar, and my residence, I misplaced my camera, my cellphone, and my favorite sunglasses.
The camera eventually turned up, the sunglasses and cellphone remain in the land of things once mine.
Sure, I’m bitter. The truth hurts.
I got in after midnight last night, having spent most of the day in airports. While serving my sentence at Miami International Airport I was able to procure four Cuban sandwiches for my cousin. The Cuban section of my family insists a certain cafe at Miami International makes the best Cuban sandwiches around. I don’t eat meat, so I wouldn’t know. I bought four and stuffed them in my bag as sort of a gift anyway. They did have the best café con leche I’ve had in some time, I drank three, could have easily consumed another had they not finally called me for boarding. The smell of those sandwiches proliferated throughout the cabin all the way home, as did the craving for another latté.
While I was gone O.C. had a birthday, a party as a matter of fact, Pia was published in New York Social Diary - New York Shopping Memories, and the elusive Mizzy B made my heart go pitter patter by returning - sort of.
Great things happen when I leave.
Do you think I should take it personally?
Speaking of bitter, Arrogance and Small-Town Voters , at EvolutionBlog is one of the best posts I’ve seen about this bitterness.
“Of all men’s miseries the bitterest is this, to know so much and to have control over nothing” - Herodotus
Exactly.
Ah, the webs from between my blogging toes have almost fully disintegrated, on this my 1001st post.
Peace
Glad to have you back, even though not all your stuff made it with you. If it makes you feel better, absolutely nothing happened at my blog while you were gone.
The post at EvolutionBlog was pitch-perfect.
While, 1001? I’ve only in the 600s somewhere and I think I started before you. Sigh.
I’m glad you had such a great trip. I’m in sore need of my vacation to be bumped up sooner so I’m all sorts jealous of you right now, Miss Cooper.
Welcome back, Cooper. Sorry ’bout the phone and shades. But they’re just things … As for great things, well, if you’re in for a party next year about this time, now you know. And you can help me get back at the Quillster in a couple week’s time, if you’re so inclined.
Welcome back! I was missing you. But I wasn’t bitter about it. I knew you’d be back.
I always miss you when you’re gone though have been wondering why things in the blogging/writing world happen to me when you’re on vacation–so I might pay you to go away in a few months as long as you keep in touch and come back
Blogging becomes difficult at times–especially if you’re not going to spill every detail of your life or have a theme blog–then of course if you’re me you run to embarrass yourself with the oddest and sickest things that happen while leaving your family and friends out of normal posts so it sounds as if you have this one sided insane life
I can never find the good Cuban cafe anymore at MIA. The cafe con leche is the best I have ever had. American Expresso made double doesn’t emulate it, but somehow very very strong French Roast almost does
Mexico is a good place to lose things or have them taken from you in sudden tides
I’m very excited MizzyB is returning
I think I just figured out why you’re such an incredible blogger and always will be even when having a difficult time…
I end up losing one or two things every time I travel more than three hours away.
It’s funny, I can hardly manage a post a week, yet with webby blog toes you post this.
That was a peach article at “Evolution Blog”.
Welcome back.
Back for the attack…on blogging.
I read that Evolution blog… good points all.
I liked last night how Jon Stewart made some points on why we should figure that Barack probably is elite. And why that isn’t a bad thing, in theory. How’d putting a guy “we’d drink a beer with” work out?
It is not like all these jokers aren’t that way. Harvard, Yale, son of admiral, 100 million dollars in 7 years, wife’s got money, etc.
I didn’t take offense to Barack’s comment. I spend more time in small town America than (likely) anyone on this or many blogs. Every day. I see (and hear) exactly what he juxtaposed badly, that we turn to what we know. Religious faith and individual rights (guns, speech and voting) for solace when things are going down the drain. Blaming immigration and NAFTA for our economic woes. It is true. Just no one wants to hear the truth about themselves from:
a) a politician
b) a Harvard grad
c) a black man who is successful
d) a guy who bowled a 37 in trying to be “country cool”
No one should ever remember Bush caring one bit for anyone. He’s counting the days until he’s out doing whatever makes him happy - hanging with George I and Barb and their connections - while getting his knob polished by Republicans who made bank while he flush middle America down the toilet.
If Barack’s higher education, semi-crass truthfulness and obvious elite status (you know, having 1 parent, but traveling alot) is the measure of what people vote on, we might as well forego the lot of bull that is elections, and just have the legislatures and rich people prop up the candidates 3 weeks before the November election. Save time and money.
We prattle on about how this election was about issues, but the f-ing media seems ever the schill for ratings concentrating on what Barack said, or Hillary didn’t do back in 1996. (Leaving the old man to do/say whatever comes to septagenerians absent minded little skull…)
No one can really know who will give a damn about their lot in life. Anyone that sniffs power generally becomes addicted to it, wipes their nose, and asks for “some more.” Meanwhile, they forget about little ole “what’s his name” and move on to the next unwitting victim. We are suckers - again and again, every 2-4 years.
Does anyone really believe that President Barack Obama will be given 1/2 the leash given to Prez Bush I or II? Nope. Something tells me it would embolden his worst enemies. Prez Clinton II would be an easier swallow, sadly.
McCain would finally get the ultimate power, “my precious”, and go looney tunes I feel.
So, that’s my rant on your blog.
Glad your back!!! :)
I had a solution to your “blog block” - well, after I read the first 2 paragraphs. I was going to say the best solution would be to get robbed. But then, reading on I realized this happened…
I wish I could write like this when I have “blog block”…
As you apparently discovered, the best cure for blogblock is to just start writing.
Glad to have you back.
Doesn’t look much like “blogging quiescence” to me, the man of few posts, but whatever. Some people just don’t know how good their blogging mojo is.
I lose a camera a year, and that’s in a good year. Losing sunglasses, especially a favored pair, is painful.
Amen to what G wrote. Lost a pair of native wear sunglasses last year. That was painful and not just because they were prescription.
People in small PA towns are bitter. Just ask any Tyco engineer who lost his job because some fat cat wannabe shipped his job to China. Or ask the men and women in Lewistown who lost their jobs because the outfit that bought the local LazyBoy factory shipped their manufacturing jobs overseas.
But Barack Obama could have worded it a bit better.
Welcome back to reality.
EW: Yes, it was pitch perfect. Nothing happening at your blog??? How could that be.
mojo: Not a vacation was it as much as a respite. Yes 1001, at least according to the WordpPress stat thing. Some of them were imported form blogger,who knows - maybe they imported them twice.
Amoeba: I’m good for the ice.
Angry African: I was kind of hoping I just lost them, but probably they were lifted.
Jason: I love other people’s rants because I have to write so much less than I would if others didn’t do the work in my comments.
The next prez,no matter who, will have a much shorter leash.
I think that ice thing will give me a line for the rest of my blogging life. I owe Quilly a large gift for that.
Indie: I don’t know, you’ve been posting so infrequently I was getting kind of bitter.
Pia: I could most likely get permanent funding to disappear from the land of blogs. What a hard life that would be.
Sterling: Well thank you.
G: You lose a camera a year?
SK: He could have but people really have to stop being so damn sensitive. If your bitter and you know it clap your hands and all that….. ;)
As you can see I’d be a very poor politician.
On the subject of bitterness …
Beyond the point that Obama’s remarks were completely taken out of context, and the media once again was duped by partisan spinners into turning a non-issue into a political crisis, I’m sick of this whole idea that we need to coddle people in their superstitions and biases.
If someone in rural America (or any other part of America for that matter) is an anti-gay, anti-immigrant, anti-nonChristian bigot, we’re supposed to be sympathetic because they’ve had a tough time economically the past 30 years.
Well, I’m tired of looking the other way while these people bask in their self-righteous ignorance. It’s time that we not only point out the hypocrisy of these “values voters” but openly condemn their bigoted attitudes.
Why isn’t Obama doing well in rural America? Maybe because rural America gets its news from chain emails that tell them he’s either a Islamic radical or a black nationalist. Or maybe it’s because half of them think that the Earth is 6,000 years old and global warming is a liberal hoax. We’ll never fix the daunting problems facing us and the world if we allow those kinds of regressive ideologies to persist.
How’s that for a bitter rant? You can see why I’ll never run for office :).
Welcome back Cooper.
This country is sometimes so stupid. I see in Obama a man frustrated with a political system where you aren’t allowed to state truth without being crucified. It’s all about telling the people what they want to hear, or putting it “gently”.
Sorry about your sunglasses.
I knew you couldn’t not post. You don’t have it in you. It’s like the episode of Seinfeld where Elaine and George tell Jerry he can’t not be funny.
I worked on the blog a bit. I figured I’d learn how to cut and paste stuff I like into the blog. Not that it was hard…;) I set backgrounds, widen the field of text… played around a bit, though I really need to upload a template that would be totally cool but have most of the crap I have in the blog now. (I don’t have the time at the library to do all I really like - and I need to get back to work on writing some things besides.)
I agree with Francis and SK about the bitterness. I certainly don’t want to be coddled. Better to hear the truth (now) than be a sucker (later.) Seems we’ve had enough of that all ready.
Man I feel rusty… how does this comment thing work again?
Yeah, I think the “just write” advice is the best. I haven’t in so long that I find my Miz B skin odd… familiar yet something I have yet to be one with again… and it makes me sad for as I try to assume my online persona again I realize that I did miss the blogosphere and am baffled by how very easy it was to disappear… huh.
But you, my dear, are essencial to this here land o’ blogs and I am glad to come back and find your ever changing land o’ Alice Cooper as wondrous as ever.
Thank you much for the sweet mention… does my bohemian heart good. I missed you so!
Keep meaning to thank you for reminding me of OC and Quilly–once I lived spontaneously but that was before you were born so I’m not sure it counts
If Obama’s remarks were elitist our country has a combined IQ of ten
Oh congrats on the 1001 post
Mexico is 1 place I’ve never once desired to be. Not even during spring breaks.
I started blogging just as a means to compose my thoughts & read them later, but then suddenly it became entertainment, to which I later delivered as until I just became tired of thinking of having to be entertaining….Suddenly I’m wanting to blog…Nobody reads my stuff (but occassionally you) That’s how it started, just 1 person…
In the end I don’t really think any of it matters.
Francis: Why you and me both could never run for office. The truth does not get you elected unless you cover it in so much sugar it is barely recognizable as such.
john: No one can face the real truth, why do you think they give classes on how to manage people? They teach you how to basically fool people into doing what you want by telling them a disguised form of truth. That is what politics has become and that is what the stupid prefer.
Dedd: There are many days I wish I could just not blog, believe me. When are you going to not not blog Dedd?
Jason: I wish I knew how to work with blogger blogs, if I did I could help you, alas the last time I did that was before they switched to what they are now.
Mizzy B: You can’t be rusty - you are the yoga queen. I always pop by even when you are not home. Didn’t take anything - honest.
You make my heart large, or maybe it just feels that way when I read you.
Pia: I think that the country needs to get their smart on.
Yea, Quilly gets the next birthday. I already know what
Bennet: It was a free trip, as I wrote about earlier on in the blog. I like Mexico and the peninsula especially. I also have a friend in Guatemala who I was able to touch base with. It was a much needed few days of recoup for me.
It all matters, or none of it does. There is a point, or there is no point. I don’t have that answer, and don’t care what it is.
For now if it matters to one person, even if that person is me, it matters.
w0w…quick response. We happen to be online at the same time…I just happened to dusted off a posted.
I have no friends in Guatemala.Recoup, good though.
I keep wondering if the brunette with the sunglasses & neck bracelet is you. I’ll keep wondering..It’s more fun that way.
Welcome back! So sorry you did not come back with all of your pieces.
I also find it better to keep the things that occur on vacation in the vacation location, and that does not just apply to Mexico.
You were missed!
Welcome back. Well done finding that Herodotus. Webbing shouldn’t be soluble.
Hi Cooper, glad you made it back safe and sound, even though you were a few items shy.
I know how it is to move and then miss certain foods and items, the recipients of your gifts will probably be very happy.
Bennet: Lol, that you don’t know is rather surprising. I am happy you pop in here and think as far as blogging goes it one just rites what one wants all is good.
Tipp: Seen most of my vacations involve doing something, and this one involved doing nothing, there is more to keep silent about, if you know what I mean.
Doug: Thank god my webbing was soluble and yes it was a perfect quote. I would thank the author but alas - he’s dead.
Sheila: I do hope the new owners enjoy them, especially my picture on the camera. I am not much of a cell phone user anyway but those sun glasses - they were some good feeling specs.
Welcome back. Any tan lines?……Try dangling those toes in a mud puddle and fantisize about Cancun.