Fatty Media Diet
My big computer is in the shop, having a transplant. And with it all of my recent images, so today on the blog, it's words!
You are all keeping me so busy. I mean it. I'm mostly at fault, but you are keeping me very busy. All you bloggers, with your interesting thoughts, delicious photographs, and constant comments streaming in. If it wasn't so interesting I would walk away and spend a little more time on my bike or doing my job.
I have been monitoring the shift in how I spend my computer time lately. Conscious that how I procrastinate, at least, is becoming slightly more intellectual. Better that I am looking at some of Jeremias' new work or reading some of Alec's completely unexpected connections rather than surfing Myspace.
Another way that I use up time is podcasts. Last week, John Dickerson , Slate's chief political correspondent was explaining why he has never listened to, and avoids listening to This American Life. the imminent radio program, entirely because he knows he would love it. At first I wondered why anyone would avoid TAL, but in a voice of obvious burden and pain, he makes a good case.
"The problem is, my media diet is already way too full."
Oh My Yes! I am horribly obese with media obligations, or, more appropriately, media obsessions. I evade invitations to watch regualr programs like Lost as though my friend's couches are on fire. The thought of a movie night while my coffee and strobes get cold makes me twitch. Do any of you skip a decent movie prospect to stare in silence at the wall with a notebook. Dickerson is right, I trust my friend's opinions about what I "need to see." so much that I avoid it, under great pressure, in order to have a moment to ingest their earlier recommendations.
I suppose I won't cut out the blogs, it's too late for that. Too late to give up Todd's biweekly wordless, Memo's musings and Jon's treasures, but I am going to be watching the media calories this spring.
Sorry for the rant… interesting blogging coming soon… I promise.
March 28th, 2007 at 1:20 pm
Damn right some blogging had better come soon. I have regimented a regular diet of frequenting my friends blogs. Only a few, but enough to get by on. Lately I have been showing up to the table at jgould.net, to find no plate. I know that you have been cooking. You have been cooking plenty. I feel like that little child in the television ad, the one with the bloated belly and flies all over the face. I am looking up at you with my big starving eyes… For just 200 words a day you can keep this websurfer in Wisconsin sufficiently occupied for maybe one minute of reading. But that one minute of reading could produce fifteen minutes of thought. That fifteen minutes of thought could then become a half hour of writing. That half hour of writing…