picture update
Kitchen ConfidentialThank you for taking the time out of your day to read about and look at a frozen moment of mine. You're the avid followers of my private life, my relationships, my habits, music choices, artistic trials, opinions and interests. Some of the best friends I've ever had - some of which have appeared on this blog either in writing or photograph - have never even taken a second glance at it since I first pointed out their presence on it. I can tell you confidently that you all know me better in many ways than any of them do.
Again, thanks for sticking with me. Less than 3 weeks until I reach 6 months.
Exciting.
THIS IS WHAT NULL TIME LOOKS LIKE
I'll post the picture in the morning. I'm too tired to take the .002 ounce memory card out of my camera and lift it aaaalllllll the way to the card reader.
Brolove at the Downer. We talked about bloops.
Happy bday, LT.
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I find the act of reading other people's blogs to be an even more acute form of stalkerism than facebook or myspace could ever hope to be. I just learned the whole marriage-divorce-remarriage story of a quirky, bubbly twenty-something from California in less than 10 minutes. People reading this could tell you all about my chewing habits, my hatred for my boss, and my embarrassingly dismal career search (and this is supposed to be a photoblog. Maybe I should just shut up and post nothing but pictures.) You can't find that kind of shit on my facebook account.
Interested in: women
Looking for: friendship
Married: twice
Chews toothpicks: dozens daily
1 comments:
No problem. Just follow Joe Reifer's instructions and you have it in Facebook as well :)
Hmm ... data and privacy online, that's really a bit at odds with writing a blog. After all, what would you write about if you take everything out that concerns you? I try to make a habit of not mentioning closely related people. I may have mentioned that I am in a relationship, and at one time, in answering a comment by Ted Byrne, I mentioned a name, but only because Ted already knew the person from our meeting in Florence, Italy.
Still, I guess if you try, you can find out an awful lot about me. Do I care? Not really. I guess I should be concerned about the fact that the NSA (and most likely any secret service in the world) is able to find out about what my credit card details are, what books I read and what I've ever searched online. And if they ever decide that I'm a terrorist (like that Tuttle/Buttle error in Terry Gilliam's "Brazil"), they have my cell phone to find me :)
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