wilson: what are words for?

wilson: what are words for?: so i'm back..."to the velvet underground" [sorry...slipped into "gypsy" there for a moment!] hello. hello again. i haven't blogged a...

what are words for?

so i'm back..."to the velvet underground" [sorry...slipped into "gypsy" there for a moment!]

hello. hello again.

i haven't blogged anything since june 2011...and even though i haven't had much to say...i figured i would try this again...give it another go. maybe now in 2012 i will find something worthy to say...but i'm skeptical...

this whole blog universe is weird for me...for a plethora of reasons. i guess one of the main reasons why i feel so awkward in a blog-riddled universe is that so many people have blogs...so many people are writing writing writing texting texting texting...so much so that i get the impression that so many bloggers are so damn busy focusing on their own blogs that no one cares what anyone else has to say...everyone is furiously writing...but no one is reading. it seems we [i can say we...i am a blogger...so this applies to me too...] are all far too busy talking. i guess that's one of my big issues with the blog phenomena. why spend all this time writing that none of us have any time to read. it's all about us.

"what are words for...when no one listens anymore" right?

who know how poetic that song was way back in the 80's? who knew that dale and terri bozzio actually had something to say? i thought they were just a funky band that wore see-through bras and dyed their hair blue. just another 80's novelty band. but sure enough...there is something rather profound in those lyrics. and i think it applies to blogs and twitter and facebook and myspace and all the other ways we are all so busy texting and writing in a world where no one is reading.

i saw an episode of big bang theory last night...a re-run i'm sure...and sheldon was all worried that he couldn't get a hold of his girlfriend...he tried contacting her through facebook, twitter, myspace, and a host of other ways of getting a hold of her through technological communication when leonard finally said to him, "did you try calling her?"

wow...a telephone. now there's a concept!

it all just makes me laugh...all this time we spend writing when no one seems to be reading. and, yet, as i write that, i still continue writing these words...these very words that i'm confident that hardly anyone is going to read. why should i even bother?

hello?

hello?

is there anybody out there?