Monday, January 4, 2010
Of Dogs and Blogs
And of course I love my big 95-pound lummox of a dog. Now that he's housetrained and, um, less into trying to date my son's friends. Or anyone else who comes to our house. We didn't "unman" him until this past fall, but it has calmed him down a lot. Not so good is the fact that he now wants to eat, like, all the time. Freud was right about the economy of desire--it's got to go somewhere.
About the blog, I guess I'm more ambivalent. I can't take it out for walks, and it doesn't put its furry head on my lap when I watch old movies. Like Finn, it takes up a fair amount of my time. Unlike Finn, it doesn't retrieve, or act excited when I come home. Strangers don't tell me how beautiful it is.
But, it does help exercise my mind, like Finn keeps me outside, running around the back acres. Both are invigorating.
I am definitely keeping the dog. The blog, I'm not so sure about. I'm going to give it some more thought, and see how I feel next week. Or the week after.
Here's a weird thing I've noticed--the Internet is a veritable blog graveyard! I notice all the dead blogs when I go looking for images--there are tons of them. This got me thinking about how it's like a universe unto itself--I mean, the web will probably never run out of space. So all these dead blogs--of which mine may soon be one--are like so much cosmic debris, floating in cyberspace. Virtual junk, historical detritus.
Interesting--someone should write a sci-fi novel about it. Not me, of course. William Gibson or somebody like that.
I may or may not be back with more of the Bard Blog. For awhile, however, I think I'm going to spend more time with my dog.
Thanks for reading.