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By Smaktakula
We Meant “Burnout” As In ‘Lazy Stoner.’ No, Whatever This Guy’s Issues Were, He Was Definitely A Do-er.
One of the most paradigm-shifting developments of the Information Revolution has been often cacophonous proliferation of voices on the internet, from all walks of life and from the furthest reaches of the globe. Nowhere is this more apparent than in the blogosphere, where the informed and the uninformed alike have an equal voice and a platform from which they can not only shine the light of truth on the critical issues of the day, but also obfuscate those very same issues through a crippling and tragic idiocy, or simply take the middle path and make a bunch of shit up.
Artful Mendacity Requires Skill, Craftsmanship And Dedication. Truth Demands Only Honesty, And Any Idiot Can Do That.
It would seem there are as many different variety of blogs as there are people. From hard-hitting news to cookie-decorating tips; from photo galleries of painstakingly recreated and exquisitely detailed Smurf villages to erotic furry fan-fiction; from family-friendly stories about alpaca ranching to sites dedicated to poetry and short-fiction set in the world of amputee fetishism (‘stump humping’).
The Vagaries Of Human Sexuality Are Baffling, But Believe It Or Not, Some People Find Images Like This To Be Amputitillating.
But for all their variety, blogs can really be summed up into two very distinct categories: those which quickly peter out and those which don’t. All things end, but some things end earlier than others, and while everyone has something to say, it seems most people don’t have all that much. Usually these blogs simply end, with the mystery blogger sinking back into the vast anonymous internet soup from which he was first spawned. Occasionally, however, the soon-to-be-ex-blogger will post a final apologetic note blaming burnout.
This is not one of those posts. Don’t worry–as my high school teachers so often sought to remind me, I’m going nowhere.
We Don’t Plan To.
Lately I haven’t been around as much as I’d like. I’ve had to slightly reduce the frequency of my posts (which you probably haven’t noticed) and have been even more tardy than usual about reading and commenting on other sites (which you likely have). Friends, it’s not you, it’s me.
Don’t Get Excited Folks; We’re Not Going Anywhere.
Although I have on many occasions been described unflatteringly as a burnout, the unquenchable fountain of wrong-headed ideas still burbles implacably in the recesses of my brain, demanding that I give it voice. Moreover, with the precarious state of world affairs, it is no exaggeration to say that humanity more than ever needs Promethean Times’ unwavering message of positivity and love.
We’re Boiling Over With Hot, Sticky Affection. Is It So Wrong That We Want To Share It With You?
I understand this awesome responsibility, and take it seriously. However, as some of you already know, some career goals toward which I have been working over the past two years have begun rapidly to bear fruit, which has proved an unexpected (although by no means unwelcome) distraction. While it’s true that I am a man of a great many enviable talents, time-management is not among these, and has further confounded my efforts to engage with the greater blogging community.
Yeah, In The Same Way Smart People Love The Illiterate Folks Who Fry Up Their Burgers.
Since I don’t plan to go anywhere, you may wonder why I mention this at all. You’ll still see regular posts on Promethean Times, and although I’ll continue to be among the last to comment both here and on other sites, you’ll still see me hanging around your blogs like a pervert skulking behind the elementary school at 3:00 PM. The reason I’m telling you this now is so that I can stop fucking apologizing for my late comments.
Much love.
You May Not See Us Around Quite As Much, But We See You. And When You Least Expect It, We’ll Reach Out To Touch You In A Very Personal Way.
Promethean Times 
Before I head off to check out what sounds like Connie Rubin’s exquisite stump humping site, I just wanted to say thanks for the warning, and take your time coming back.
As much as you need.
No, more.
No, more than that.
No, just keep going.
We’ll be waiting…
It’s ok, keep going…
And congrats on achieving your goals!
That Connie–she’s a twisted one.
I did have Connie pegged as a stump humper, but the fact that Guap was into erotic furry things…well, actually, that was not that big of a surprise either. Anyone that comes here HAS to be a lil on the twisted side….
Thanks so much for the encouraging words, Guap! It’s been a challenge, but I’ve worked hard for this (which, unfortunately, is not something I can say about many things in my life) and it’s nice to see things starting to roll (I haven’t achieved great success yet by any means, but the ball is rolling enough that I’m gonna be working through December).
I’m definitely not going anywhere. I mostly wanted to explain why it’s taking me so long to respond to comments (like this one) or to comment on other blogs. Time-management is really a weakness for me. In the post I sort of joked it off as something “I’ll never be good at,” but it’s actually something I work on with much diligence, but not always so much success. As frustrating as it can be for me, I AM improving. Five years ago I never would have been able to be self-employed–I simply wouldn’t have worked–I would have wanted to, but I simply would not have known how to work independently. Reading those lines, you may be asking, “What, are you a moron or something?” No, but we all have our weaknesses.
Thanks, Guap–you’re a thoughtful guy. I know “being handsome” is what you’re mainly known for, but being a cool dude is a great secondary characteristic!
Well, someone needs to enlighten the world on amputee fetishism (AKA “stump humping”), so PT has done the world a service by directing them to my site. Of course, that means I may actually have to write a piece on the topic, but it should prove to be a no-brainer given the bland nature of such a fetish.
Thanks for the mention–I’ll take them in any way, shape, or form, even if I come off looking like a twisted pervert in the process. And thank you for teaching me a new word–‘mendacity’–a word perhaps invented for PT itself. Now, be where you need to be. That’s the only way we’ll get anything done in life. And there should be no guilt in that.
–a word perhaps invented for PT itself.
Now there’s a lovely thought! Thanks, Connie!
And as someone who has been so instrumental in expanding my vocabulary recently, I’m delighted I could teach you a new one.
In short, you feel guilty and don’t want people to stop reading you until we realize you don’t really feel that guilty. Am I close?
I think the summer burnt out a lot of people. Within the next month or so new bloggers will come along and they’ll see our vast comment selection and know we have the coat tails to ride. I too feel your pain, I’ve let other things get in the way of blogging as of late and I see it other places as well. I’d like to blame sunspots for this coincidence but I do that too often.
Keep doing what you do. We all understand sometimes a break is needed from blogging, commenting, or whatever else you can do on WordPress.
In short, you feel guilty and don’t want people to stop reading you until we realize you don’t really feel that guilty. Am I close?
You’ve articulated it at least as well as I can. Thanks, Moose!
I’m Not Going To Go In-depth On This.
I’m Just Going To Say Thank You.
Thank You For The Photo Of SCHNIEDER!
That Man Helped Shape My Childhood.
And He Had An Awesome ‘Stache!
hehehe
Much Love, RK, Fo Sho, Dude!
-BRAD
Thanks, Bro!
Buddy, No one can say “I’m busy so leave me the fuck alone” quite like you. Thanks for being there, however often.
Bill
Thanks, Bill! My problem (or one of ’em, anyway) is that I can’t say ANYTHING simply. There are many times when my manner of speech is an asset, but there are times when it gets me thought a ponce.
Hopefully, my slightly-reduced presence won’t even be noticeable. To some degree it’s been going on since March, but my current project is a little more challenging than the last, and I need to finish this one up soon (it was actually due a week ago, but that was never very realistic; I’ve been in contact with the producer so no worries), because I’ve got another project I have to start by October 1. As of right now, my schedule clears up in December, but I’m hoping something comes along before then. So since this is something that will (hopefully) be continuing into the foreseeable future, I’m just trying to find my “new normal.” I think I’m getting a pretty good handle on it, but as I mentioned in the post, time-management and organization (which I didn’t mention in the post) are truly Achilles’ heels for me.
You BETTER not be leaving us, mister. I came back specifically so I could read PT and bask in the afterglow of your witty comments. If you let me down, I’m coming after you. You and Don Mattingly.
You may have company on Donnie Baseball.
And unlike Mr. Mattingly, I’m DEFINITELY not going anywhere. I just wanted to give an explanation for my tardiness of late, which will likely continue for at least the next several weeks. The stuff I’m engaged in now has been to a greater or lesser degree going on since March, and thanks to picking up a new project, will continue into December. No, I like doing this too much to quit, and Promethean Times is something of a commitment to myself.
Thanks for the encouragement, Madame W! I appreciate it a lot!
I’m in a simlar situation with my blog. I started a job, which is eating up all my time. Not only that. I called my blog Everydayanother story, which sets a very high bar. Which, I suppose is where I shall now retire – to the high bar.
Congrats on the new job, Bumba! I think setting the challenge of daily writing is a fantastic exercise–I think I managed to do it for a little over a year–but it’s also a pretty awesome commitment. However, just like any exercise regimen, I’ve no doubt you found your writing muscles leaner and more powerful afterward.
Thanks, Bumba!
Thanks vfor the words of encouragement. All the best to you too. Keep writing.
It has surprised me (why, I’m not sure) that many do exactly as you’ve pointed out. They are here for such a short time, and yes it seems to be the case they run out of things to say. All I can say is: That would never happen to you..!
Enjoy your new direction/s… Life will bring you to places that will have experiences to suit your bending ways… 🙂
Burn, baby, burn!
“Don’t worry–as my high school teachers so often sought to remind me, I’m going nowhere.”
It’s amazing how encouraging some teachers can be. I had quite similar experiences. As for my visit to the vocational counselor, he seemed completely clueless, especially at what I was capable of doing.
May your career goals continue to bear fruit and at the same time, may there be at least a little time to enlighten us. We are none the too fond of darkness.
No one does twistedness quite like you, Smakola. Be a slave to the grind and come out and play when you can.
Glad to hear your work is bearing fruit. That’s a good thing, man. As long as that fruit isn’t Kiwi (yuck), then I support your endeavors.
Strangely, within my little blogosphere, many of us are temporarily slacking off. I find it odd, and it’s as if we all decided at the same time, to lighten up a bit.
As to the photo of the religious man on fire. I’m struck by the gas can. I guess he didn’t want to be ‘one’ with plastic. Very strange.
You know, I don’t think I ever really thought about the gas can before. That’s an interesting observation.
Thank GOD you said something, I had started to wonder at apologetic tone of your comments lately, I was thinking “Sup with that, he step on a puppy or something?” to be precise. You never have to apologise for not devoting all your free time to commenting on my blog – 🙂 You are always welcome sporadically or otherwise. I’m just glad that you aren’t winding down this pocket of the Interwebs.
I guess I’d apologize for being such a sensitive little bitch, but that would only compound the problem.
Thanks, C&S!
Hahaha, you ARE a sensitive little bitch 🙂
I think that’s terrific that you are reaching your goals, but I also think that over time one’s priorities can and do shift. Blogging is great when there’s time to do it, but doing something rewarding with one’s life offline is even greater. I wish you continued success with achieving your goals.
Thanks, LA! And your point regarding shifting priorities is well-taken. My career has always been a top priority, but it’s only within the last few months that there’s been enough of it that other priorities are even affected. Of course, I’d like to have my cake and eat it too (I’ve never cared for that cliche, but I’m a lazy thinker), so I’m working on getting better (and thus faster) at what I do, as well as working to shore up my woeful time-management skills.
Thanks again for reading and commenting!
Delay away, dude. Some of us are like pathetically grateful puppies any time ANY comment arrives… I actually wiggle my tail and squeak. And it’s nice to hear about your life successes 🙂
Thanks, Anastasia! It’s just like getting older. I’ll still be doing all the same stuff, it just takes a little longer.
I’m busy with “career responsibilities” myself, Smak, but like you I don’t intend to leave this rather amusing blogging world. I just hope this working would bear fruit like yours, good fruit, but I still have to wait until February next year for that. Well that’s if the world wouldn’t end this December as the Mayans predicted. I hope not. I really hope not. I still haven’t told my mom I was the one who cut off her boyfriend’s head out of that big living room wall picture. But if Armageddon would really come this year, well maybe now’s the right time to confess I simply adore Michael Jackson and I simply hate you for placing that creepy caption in that otherwise tear-jerking photo. There I said it. Now I just might be able to join the Mayans and MJ in peace…
Well, thanks for stopping by, Happiness! I’m glad to see that you’re not gone, and that your long absences are for a good reason!
And I don’t think the world will end. I’m a terrible gambler, and rarely bet more than $0.25. However, I’m so confident of this one, that I’ll bet you $70 Jillion (based on my bank account, the final figure might be somewhat smaller) the world WON’T end!
I don’t know, Smaktakula… if you promise not to get suddenly enthusiastic, and start smothering me with witty posts, I’m willing to try. My problem is that I have little time… and there are some clever blogs out there. I wonder, how long has this been going on?
The lack of time or the cleverness? I’d say the answer’s the same either way. Thanks for stopping by, Shimon!