Bloggity, Blog, Blog, Blog

You may have noticed that I added a link to AntBikes, over there on the right. Mike makes bikes the way I'd like to make them, and I like to read his occasional blog posts. The latest post on his blog concerns the fact that he doesn't read a lot of blogs, and uses his mostly as a marketing thing. I wish that he felt otherwise because, as I said, I do like to read what he has to say.

I, myself, like to make blog posts. Carol often says something along the line of, "I don't know how you bloggers find the time to sit on the computer all the time." And, I've never really had an answer to that, until now.

Mike's post set me to thinking, and I realized something that I'd never really thought of, directly. I dont "find" time to post...I make time. The blogging is a one of my hobbies, just like building bikes, drawing and playing guitar. I don't operate under a deadline (obviously, considering the fact that it's been 5 days since I last posted), and I don't have to please anyone but myself with it. I hope that I do, but it's hard to tell unless someone leaves a comment.

I like getting comments, whether they are in agreement with me, or not. It lets me know someone is out there, and it turns the blog into a conversation, of sorts. That's the one thing that makes the art blogs difficult for me: I get very few comments.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not fishing for compliments. Even something along the lines of, "I'm surprised you haven't haven't suffocated. Your lack of talent makes it hard to believe that you could even draw a realistic breath," is better than nothing.

Hell, I even enjoyed the comment about shoving my bike up my ass, over on 52 Card. I was perplexed by it, but still amused.

Anyway, this is what I was thinking about on the ride home, today. It's 84 degrees F and sunny, with very little wind, so I was riding a nice relaxed pace, and cogitating as I went along. I know it has nothing to do with bikes (motor- or push-), but I thought it bore typing out, anyway.

I might start yet another blog for this random kind of stuff; things I think about and compose in my mind but never post due to their extreme randomness. Because, you know, I don't have enough to do, every day, and I feel the need to start something else up.

Later, my little birds...

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