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I hear from my marketing peers that the most successful blogs have a specific topic (i.e. photography, cars, technology, business, etc.). Well, in line with the overriding paralysis of choice that seems to always surround me, I have narrowed down my topics of discussion to the following: writing, life decisions, chode sightings, books, relations with the opposite sex, observations on society, mario kart strategy, and friendship.
Also, I reserve the right to tell small white lies that make me look like a kinder, more interesting, and sexy individual.
- Salamander Davis
Also, if you want to make a comment that you don't feel like sharing with the masses,email me
"If you really want to hurt your parents, and you don't have the energy to be gay, the least you can do is go into the arts. I'm not kidding. The arts are not a way to make a living. They are a very human way of making life more bearable. Practicing an art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow, for heaven's sake. Sing in the shower. Dance to the radio. Tell stories. Write a poem to a friend, even a lousy poem. Do it as well as you possibly can. You will get an enormous reward. You will have created something."
- Kurt Vonnegut, Man Without a Country
The following is brilliant passage by David Eggers in A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius (go buy it now) about revealing personal details in writing:
"I tell you how many people I have slept with (thirty-two), or how my parents left this world, and what I have I really given you? Nothing...
"We feel that to reveal embarrassing or private things, like, say, masturbatory habits (for me, about once a day, usually in the shower), we have given someone something, like a primitive person fearing a photograph will steal his soul...
"These things, details, stories, whatever, are like the skin shed by snakes, who leave theirs for anyone to see. What does he care where it is, who sees it...? We come across a snake's long-shed skin and we know something of the snake, we know that it's of this approximate girth and that approximate length, but we know very little else. Do we know where the snake is now? No. By now, the snake could be wearing fur; the snake could be selling pencils in Hanoi. The skin is no longer his, he wore it because it grew from him, but then it dried and slipped off and he and everyone could look at it."
"Impossible is just a big word thrown around by small men who find it easier to live in the world they’ve been given than to explore the power they have to change it. Impossible is not a fact. It’s an opinion. Impossible is not a declaration. It’s a dare. Impossible is potential. Impossible is temporary. Impossible is nothing" - Richard Bullock