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seeds
tis a funny business
this old blogging game
eight months down the line
much time spent tapping out entries for ya
and i still aint quite worked out what to make of it
some pros...
it gives you a stimulus for writing and thinking
and an audience for your thoughts
(always assuming that someone's bloody reading)
publish and be damned...
its instant
you type
you upload
you save
you go live
just like that
out there on the big dubyadubyadubya
you got peeps reading your stuff all over the world
in at least four continence...
its interactive
readers like you
my dear seedlets
can post comments
create a bit of a community
empathise
acknowledge
sympathise
commiserate
disown
disavow
castigate
be downright rude
leave a link
even be a nonny mouse
a shrinking violet
if it so becomes ya...
theoretically
blogging keeps ya in touch with folkies and loved ones
(assuming they have come-pew-ta and internet connekshun)
specially handy if you are far from home
like your peripathetic f-seed...
and now the cons...
blogs (well at least mine) dont get many comments
one or two here n there
if arm lucky
mostly deafening silence
evaporating the interactivity bit
witch can be disconcerting...
is nobody out there
among the world's exploding six million
actually reading this damn thing?
is this stuff simply too dull for ya?
have you switched to a more sexy blog?
or wood ya rather email me in person?
anyway, fireseed aint gonna dessert ya just yet
so if you're bent over your computer screen
waiting impatiently
for the next instalment of
the art of living
dont despair
its coming right up
firebeef promise that gaping hole in the autumn blog schedule
will not be repeated
so if youre passing by
be sure to post a word or two
and give your neglected faithful blogger
a bit of cyber tlc
au revoir
hasta luego n anyonghi kaseyo
con amor
fireseedo