Thursday, September 24, 2009

I WISH I COULD SPEAK CAPS-LOCK

TYPING IN ALL CAPS IS KIND OF FUN SOMETIMES. I MEAN, SURE YOU GET THE URGE TO CAPITALIZE YOUR I'S WHICH IN TURN DECAPITALIZES THEM. (IS DECAPITALIZATION A WORD?)

HOWEVER, I CAN SEE THE DISADVANTAGES OF ALL CAPITALS, NAMELY THAT IT TAKES UP A LOT OF SPACE ON THE LINES, AND THE LACK OF DISTANCE BETWEEN MY LETTERS MAKES IT A LITTLE HARD TO READ.

BUT AT THE SAME TIME, IT'S LIKE WATCHING A BILLY MAYS COMMERCIAL. OXYCLEAN! MIGHTY PUTTY! I DON'T KNOW WHY THE VOICE THAT READS CAPS READS IT IN A BILLY MAYS-YELL BUT IT'S FUN. IT'S LIKE READING EPIC THINGS IN THE VOICE OF MORGAN FREEMAN.

I WONDER IF I CAN TYPE SOMETHING DOCILE IN ALL CAPS.
"THE FLUFFY LITTLE BUNNY SKIPPED THROUGH THE PINK COTTON CANDY AND WAS QUICKLY TRAPPED IN THE SUGARY CONFECTION. IT STARTED TO STRUGGLE, WHICH MADE THE CANDY HOLD ON TIGHTER. AND SOON, IT DROWNED, WITH PINK SUGAR IN ITS LUNGS"

THAT WAS TERRIFYING.



RIP BILLY MAYS. YOU WILL BE IMMORTALIZED BY THE INFOMERCIAL INDUSTRY

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Correlation, or Coincidence?

So, remember when I found out my mother has been reading my blog?

At the same time, I suddenly have less to say about nothing. This could just be that I am running out of things to talk about, and therefore am becoming stagnant and irrelevant OR My brain is automatically self censoring with a great big "MOM" stamp.

Now, if we observe the archive to the right of this post, you can see that I used to blog an average of 7.166666666667 posts a month before July. After July, I blogged an average of 2.5 posts a month. This happens to coincide with when my mom said "So I was reading your blog..."

On one hand, this blog is open to the world, which my mother happens to be a part of, and therefore could be classified as "Fair game" for her to read. That is the whole point of blogging after all, to share your thoughts/opinions/life events/etc with whomever wants to read them, even if it happens to be your mother. It would be unfair of me to ask her to never ever ever read my blog after giving her the URL, but...

It feels like an invasion of privacy akin to her reading my journal (Well, I don't have one, but if I did, it would feel like this). She knows it's there, I know it's there, and while there is the option of reading it to see what I have been up to, she won't because it would violate some kind of trust/privacy issue. Sure, my friends read this, but chances are, if I wasn't blogging it, I probably would have told them. I'd like to think my mom is reading it with good intentions, and not to monitor my every move electronically, but you never know.

So, knowing that my mom has every right to read this, but still feeling violated, I have nothing more to say on this matter.

Also: Yes, this may be a not-so-subtle address to my mother.