But what the hey! We’re only part of this after party until the cows come home… and then we drop dead of some incurable circumstance. I.E. Plane crash, bed sores or boredom.
I’ll be mourning National Blog Posting Month for all time; or the lifespan of me or blogging, whichever comes first. Incidentally, this is the exact length of time this particular event will be celebrated by everyone else. I’ve never heard of it before either, but Heather, helpfully clarifies in the comments, it isn’t a scheduled event or even an event, really.
For some reason it reminds me of Valentine’s Day… Marketese for Buy Jewels, Chocolates, Candy and Cards or You’re a Bad Boyfriend Day. After all, nothing exemplifies the immaterial love between two souls like material tokens.
V-Day: It’s all substance! And that substance weighs as much as nothing.
Just when you thought the collective spew, the spiritual diarrhea of the masses, holds no match in terms of odor nor texture of me, me, me, me, me all day every day by everyone. And not a particularly interesting me, me, me, me, me either.
So I mourn the start this of this new holiday with a moment of silence…
Update July 3rd
Well, it looks like Heather won’t approve my last comment. Other comments posted hours later are already visible.
Can’t say I blame her completely since it is a bit of a buzz kill. But I think it’s legitimate criticism of a non event when the majority of blogs exibit the same degree of shallowness reflected in the comment.
Oh well… Here it is for anyone else…
Update July 6rd
Surprise! My comment went up after all…
Good too see it will be received with tounge firmly in cheek ;)