Well, well, well. Contrary to the title, I'm not gone, forgotten, or even thirsty at this very moment. (Now, it could be argued that to be forgotten is to be ultimately gone, and if not forgotten, you can't be gone, and that I am gone, forgotten, and thirsty if you put things in a certain philosophical context. However, seeing as how the last time I brought up anything remotely relevant to the real state of affairs in this crazy, mixed up little planet of ours, my wonderful comment system went down and was replaced by some imitating hack. So, as a favor to everyone involved, suffice it to say that the italicized text should be forgotten, ignored, and probably annihilated from all memory. Hopefully that makes no sense to you, because I shudder to think of the problems arising from that.)
First (or second) off, I'd like to apologize for the sporadic nature of my posts. I know some of you obtain some inkling of temporary entertainment from them, or at least waste some of your oh so abundant spare time trying to ponder how exactly someone in my state of mind can tie his shoes, much less form coherent sentences. Ok, so maybe that sentences part isn't the best example. Anyway, I could give you a few excuses, most of which would be nonsense. Not that there's anything wrong with complete and utter nonsense, but I wouldn't want to dilute the sheer magnitude of the real reasons. One, on any given night I most likely have homework in at least 4 of my five classes. This is in direct violation of last semester when I could put off my masses of chemistry til the weekend (and I had accounting then, no homework how I miss thee!). Another is that I seem to have developed an unfortunate tendency to almost immediately become very tired when I open an English or History text. It's not even that unpleasant, just the volume of all the work to be done(not that it's all that much, I just don't look forward to it) weighs down so heavily, I don't have enough mental stamina to bear it. So what do I do? I do what any other self-disrespecting slacker would. I take a nap. Now, I unfortunately lack the ability to fall asleep as soon as I try, but at least I can give my mind the impression that it's resting (Yes, I trick my mind quite frequently; it really is a silly little thing). So that's what I've been doing most of the past week. Exciting, isn't it? If you're as enthralled as I am in this bland little debacle of existence as I am, you're probably considering a nap yourself. (Or you could join my next crazy attempt to entertain myself which will be mentioned shortly).
Now, instead of writing a ramble/rant about whatever random insignificant events I deem worthy of using more of my time on, I'll tell you of my plans for the future and how you, the eager, energetic, and active reader, can participate. As you and I well know, I've been doing a riddle many weeks since I started this thing. Well, for whatever reason (be they inconsistentcy, difficulty, Derek's domination, elf sympathizers bent on stopping any interest in activities contrary to their free verse world, the colors, intimidating and verbose blocks of intimidating mindless drivel, or you've just got something better to do), interest has obviously declined. I wrote a riddle two weeks ago and not one person answered it. Now, I'd assume at least three people still check this thing on a semi-regular basis (as evident from the comments and the occasional "Dylan you lazy, good-for-nothing, slight-eccentric, bum I need to waste more time reading nonsense, so get to work!"). This leads me to believe you either don't check regularly enough to see them in between enormous blocks of ramblings, or find them boring, too challenging, too easy, too flawed, or no point if you can't win.
It's fine with me if that's the case. I'd just like some imput. So, over different parts of the next two weeks I'll have "Viewer Appreciation" entries and activities to figure out how many poor lost souls are still reading this thing out in that uncomprehendable void I like to call "not me." Therefore, I've decided to try a few ideas:
1. One is for another continuing story. Now, it would be formatted differently from the last one in a few key ways. My idea is to create another blog (Yes, you can do that) and invite others to post directly to it instead of just commenting(Yes, you can do that too). Instead of randomly letting anyone respond, only the initial set of people responding in an interesting fashion would be able to participate (if late comers arrive I can create yet another; I know I've got the time to waste). The new story would use a prompt I set up, then move on however you want. The people that get let in to each story (by responding in email or comment form to this post within a week) will then be assigned a random order. This order will remain in existence until the end of the blog. Instead of randomly posting, each person would post after the person before them did. You wouldn't be allowed to post at any other time and you must wait until the person before you either posts or drops out (for instance Salli, Bettey, and The Sugue sign up. Sally posts, then Bettey, then The Sugue, then Sally. Even if it takes Bettey a week, The Sugue can't post until she does.) Other than that, no rule for post length, post content, etc. It'd be nice for it to be coherent, but if it's not, it'll still be fun. So email/comment if you're remotely interested and want to join, give suggestions (for format and substance), and to ask for tax refunds and parking validations. If I even get just one person to participate I'll do it, but please only sign up if you can post at least once or twice a week.
2. Second, next week will be Rhyme Week. This means all my posts and comments (and possibly IMs, if you request it) will be rhymed. I'm not a master, but I can do alright as long as long as you understand we're all fallible, some(me) more than others. Depending on how I do, how you like it, and the price of tea in China, I may or not attribute a week a month or a day a week to fully rhyming. Ideas for this would be poems, rants in rhyme, rhymes of readers (you can ask for me to rhyme about you if you so desire; you'll get varying results), whatever. We'll see how it goes.
3. Reader's Questions and Suggestions. Now, I know there's got to be questions you've all been dieing to ask me about myself, life, the universe, everything, nothing, mongeese, and why that man won't stop staring at you at the Post Office. Questions like "What is your favorite color?" "How many days were in last week, minus Friday?" "Will you please scratch that itch on my nose, my arms are occupied but it's really annoying?" Seriously, ask anything and as many as you want. Give any suggestions for anything you want me to do with this thing. I can't guarantee I'll answer or do it, but I encourage anything! (Personal questions, nonsensem, science, philosophy, whatever). Of course, most answers will probably be facetious nonsense, but who knows? So please, send anything you can think of! (Preferably in email form; comments would spoil it for the one other person who checks this thing).
4. Riddles. Let me know if you want me to make more. I don't mind if the answer's no, I'd just like to know if I should bother. This is mostly for you people, ya know ;).
That's all, for now. Sorry it was incredibly, senselessly, and intimidatingly verbose, which is quite an accomplishment considering my trackrecord. But I really would like to get some sort of feedback and to have you guys participate in the above activities. It would give me more direction than shooting out random tripe into that vast void of internuttiness where my only way to tell if you're paying attention are comments. So let me once again reiterate: Answer my calls! Respond, reply, comment, join, cheer, jeer, be, wear, is, will be, email, live, love, laugh, be happy (you get the drift). You now have a mission. Whether you choose to accept it or not is up to you. You have a week. Use it well. Until next time...
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