As you get older sometimes you realize you've been going to the same places over and over again. The same bar that was cool and fun when you were younger ages with you. It becomes stale, the atmosphere loses all sense of fun and people stare despondently into their beers, and play music that hasn't been popular in over ten years. Matter of fact you vaguely recall there being a "Greatest Hits of the..." compilation that contained at least a few of those songs recently advertised on late night TV.
It's at times like these, when you become aware of yourself, your surroundings and your the habits that bring you to the same place when something happens to make you re-evaluate your life and your surroundings. Like, say your mom wanders into your bar, your local haunt, just looking for a beer. And that's when it hits you.
The scene is dead. The scene has been dead for years. You knew, in the back of your mind you knew. Something had smelled rotten for awhile, but you liked the atmosphere and the people, and something in you said that it'll pick up and become hip again. That hope dies the day your mother walks into that bar.
That bar? The blogosphere. That mom? Mine. My 53 year old insurance underwriter mother has a blog. Sure, it's about insurance. But the fact is, my mother has a BLOG. Think about that one all of you 14 year old kids writing about how depressing life is, and who's a poser, and who has cool hair. My MOM has a blog, which means everything you do is stale and old. Complain all you want, but all you're doing is the same thing my MOTHER does. Blogging. She's trying to create a community of insurance bloggers. A community! I don't have a community. We just have this loose association of friends who live in the same general area (except nub) who share similar intrests and post blogs about said topics! But my mother is trying to create a whole damned blog community!
Weird.
My first instinct was to logoff forver, go out into the woods with a knife, build a lean to and "get off the grid" so to speak. But lets face it, I'm self centered and I like seeing my name and words where other people can see them. So, I guess the lean to idea is out, unless i can build one by a free wi-fi hot spot. Then maybe.
So, what's the next blog? Where do we go now that even my mom's a blogger? I'm guessing by asking the question, no one will give me the answer because i'm far too old to be let into the club. Fine, keep your club. I'll just hang out here. With my mom. In this bar that is the series of tubes which we call the internets.