Profoundism

Main Entry: blog
Part of Speech: v
Definition: The act in which when talking to oneself in person becomes a bore, one begins talking to themselves on the internet
Example: I have a compulsive need to blog to no one in hopes I become the next Dooce, minus the woman part and hate for all mankind part.
Etymology: shortened form of Lonely
Usage: blog, blogged, blogging v, blogger n

I was told by someone that my blog was 'nothing profound'. Insulted by this, I've decided to make some profound statements. Bear with me, and hold me up if I start to get dizzy.

As you should all know, blogs on the internet are entirely hit or miss. I bet there are sixteen trillion articles on this very subject, all probably a lot more articulate and well thought out than this one. Do I care? (Probably)

A blog must also be updated at least once every other day to keep readers interested. The only times a blog is determined to be widely successful are as follows:
1) The person(s) writing it are famous.
2) The person(s) writing it are suffering from a rare but painful disease. (Cancer, gingivitis, parenthood, etc.)
3) The person(s) writing it are so full of genius that no one can argue with what they say due to lack of knowledge on astro-nuclear-physics. (Is that even a field? See, I don't even know. That's how smart they are.)

So, why would you read my blog? You're probably a close family member, a friend, or one of those guys who finds easy targets, such as game developers who talk too much and like to hear people are excited about their game so they take advantage of them and stalk them every chance they get until a restraining order is set in place. Everyone else knows to steer clear. If you also haven't noticed by this point in my post, I have decided being profound is overrated.

Today we put up a new enemy; the Darkling. You can see that over at the Sandswept Website, if you've not already. (Chances are you've been there if you're reading this...)


Thanks for reading, freaky stalker person.


My next post will be about semi trucks, pine trees and wrenches. I kid you not.