I don't blog because assholes don't comment.
As for the ones I don't mean, and you know who you are:
I don't blog because I thrive on the knowledge that I'm being read. If I am not being read, then I may as well go buy a journal and start scribbling my nonsense in it. I don't blog to log a diary, I blog to be seen. It's my red carpet, so to speak, and you photographers are not doing your jobs.
I was watching Nanny 911 on CMT yesterday. This is odd, because I usually don't watch CMT and I can count on 2 fingers how many times I've seen Nanny 911. It was my husband's fault. He is secretly addicted to reality television. It isn't as secret as he thinks, though, I've already figured it out. He wanted to watch it, and wouldn't turn it to SNL when I told him to. Anyway, this episode had three nannies at once, taking over a house where a woman adopted 23 special needs kids. I have all sorts of problems with this.
- I understand the heartache of knowing that child (any one of them) needs a loving home. It is much the same as when I visit Spokanimal. I want nothing more than to adopt every dog I see.
- They do not allow you to adopt that many animals. You can not give each animal the amount of attention it needs and deserves. This is why you see those animal cops on Animal Planet (tm) taking the animals away from the crazy cat ladies of the world.
- The woman was the only one taking care of the kids. The husband was paraplegic, this means that all he did was run around on his wheelchair yelling at kids, or giving hugs now and then. Most of the show, you didn't see him.
- These kids were really special needs. They need much more attention than one woman can give.
- Daycare workers can not watch more than a certain amount of kids per adult (I'm not a worker, I don't know how many, but I do know it is less than 23) because they are not able to give the attention necessary.
Now I will eat shrimp and watch i robot. I like i robot, so shut up. I also like AI, which everyone and their mother hates. I don't care. That's just how I roll.
2 comments:
I actually enjoyed I, Robot. I thought it did a good job of modernizing Asimov's work while still maintaining his central themes and ideas. Also, the action sequences did not, for the most part, seem gratuitous, which I appreciated. There. Now you'd got a comment.
I don't blog to have an audience. In fact, most of the blogs I've set up over the years have been personal ones that I didn't let other people know I was keeping. It's because I use blogging to get out my frustrations and fears, and once I've exorcised those demons, I don't feel the need to revisit them. This is also why all of those blogs are now derelict.
Hope you had a happy Mother's Day. Hope your kids did something nice for you.
- Chris
PS - AI, though, was a horrible movie. You can totally tell where the Stanley Kubrick genius left off and the "I'm doing this in a hurry" Spielburg style took over. It could have been a good movie, but its two artistic visions were too disparate for it to work. :_(
I'm an ass. I'll admit it. I read everything you wrote, but because I had nothing to say in response, I didn't write anything. Even now, I don't really know what to say about what you wrote. But since you mentioned that no one has been commenting on your stuff, I feel like I should give you some feed back. Besides, do unto others as you'd have them do to you, and all that, right? I want comments, too. So I should write more to others, and maybe they will return the action. By the way, I liked I, Robot, too.
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