Ian Fleming wrote one of my most favourite lines in Goldfinger:
“They have a saying in Chicago: ‘Once is happenstance. Twice is coincidence. The third time it’s enemy action.’”
It’s been a few years since I’ve written a blog. I first started almost 9 years ago. Right around the time of 9/11. I think I started before that aroung 1999 or so but 2001 is the earliest posts I still have. As with most blogs of a personal nature, everything was bullshit. A diary kept in public space which seems to be the way ‘new media’ seems to be leading things.
It used to be a diary was a personal thing. Your thoughts, put into words that were there for you and you alone or possibly future generations. Of course you’d most likely be gone at that point. Now with the new thought process of the world, it’s become this: a diary written for an audience. R, real or perceived. Though like a normal diary, mostly dull. Instead of ‘dear diary’ it’s ‘dear strangers possibly reading this’
No longer …As this is being done mobily I’m now typing blind which means any distraction that causes loss of my train of thought makes this look less like a stream of thought and more like the ramblings of a lunatic. Of course the difference may never have been there to begin with.
to convey what I mean, the roommate is currently playing a game where he throws a dummy down stairs for points. he can put faces on the dummy. I’m sure it’s cathartic but every high score is now a distraction.