It takes just as much time to write a decent blog as it does to make videos.
With a blog, so far, it doesn't really seem to matter what I write, as long I write something to fill the space.
With no one commenting, in a way, I am writing within a void.
With no one to read what I write, and with no feedback, I will just continue to write whatever seems good to me at the time, and let the chips fall where they may.
I don't know what else to do.
Anyway, I have plans to make some more BurnOut video game videos today. That seems like it would be a fun thing to do.
Likewise, it doesn't matter what I do with the videos, as long as I just keep making them, and having a good time. That part of it will at least transfer to the videos themselves.
I am getting hits on my videos, and that is fun. No critical feedback of any kind, though. That gets a little disheartening. However, most of the people who watch my videos are teenagers, or, at least they are the only ones who comment, and they don't have much to say in a constructive sense. They are just too young.
The older people, I guess, just don't feel like commenting. I would imagine they don't have time to comment on youtube, because, well, they have busy lives, and a lot to do.
There is a guy sitting to the right of me who just showed up. He is quietly doing his thing. He sat facing the same way I am, which is towards the wall. I like it this way, then you don't have to be distracted by the goings-on of the cafe. He is actually the first person I saw who copied me in this way. Most people have their laptops faced away from people. I don't care if people see what I am doing. I just don't want to have to look at them all the time. It is distracting. Plus, this way, all the dialogue in the cafe becomes blended, and it sounds like background music to me.
Always good to have music in the background for both writing and painting. It keeps it all going.
Two women sat to the left of me. One of them has a baby. We'll see how this all goes.
So, I have my plan made out for the day.
I don't feel the need to sit here blogging for hours more. I don't know what good that is going to do, when I can make videos, and get more attention and views that way.
Blogger seems slow to get hits. Not as many people are into blogs as they are into videos. What I wanted to mention before I log off, is that many sites have blogs now, and it seems to me that they can't get enough people to blog. It seems to me like they can't get enough. They need bloggers and content creators. They really do. It must amount to money for them with the advertisers. It must. Otherwise, there would not be such a drive to get people to make and read blogs.
The blogger does not get paid much unless he has a popular blog, and that is no easy task.
I was reading some thing on wordpress that went something like, 'Make your blog unique and individual looking...Stand Out From The Rest! Create Beautiful Templates, and people are sure to flock to your site!!"
Yeah, right. If everybody is creating a blog, who are the readers? I don't know of anybody who spends time reading blogs all day. Why would they? I have no idea.
I've already written so many blog entries that it would take a week for somebody to read them all. I doubt if there is one person who has. Not even I have read them all. I had plans to read over them once in a while to possibly modify and improve them, but since I don't have any readers, I don't know what the point of doing that is at this point.
It turns out that both the women have a baby with them, and they are sharing their experiences, and bonding. One woman is talking more than the other, and each woman would rather talk about their own experiences, and not really listen to the other. One woman seems to have steered the whole conversation towards her and her baby, and she doesn't seem to be too interested in the other woman, except as a sounding board.
Always good to see a therapy session in progress.
The white woman is breast feeding. Too bad I missed the pulling out of the left breast. I guess I didn't want to stare when it was happening.
Some people get offended by breast feeding in public. I don't. The more that tits are out, the better, as far as I am concerned.
It's basically what breasts were made for, not as sex toys for guys all the time.
Anyway...time to go soon.
I'm just trying to figure out if there is anything else I need to blog about before I leave. I think I have covered all the bases, I am not sure.
I will mention that it sure is nice to have a spell check as you type. Amazing that people type with as many errors as they do, and don't bother to fix the mistakes.
In the future, they may have options for capitalization, grammar, and usage connected right to the blog. That would be nice.
I'm sure someday, I will just be able to talk into my headset, and it will type out everything I say. However, it is nice just to type, and probably goes faster than the labor it takes to vocalize everything. This is pretty direct, from mind to hand to keyboard to screen, and you never have to have an eraser around. No correction fluid, either, isn't that nice? It sure is.
It is hard enough to write, without having to replace the ribbon all the time, sharpen the pencil, get a new pen, or my favorite, "Oh no! I spilled coffee all over my essay! I have to type it all over again!!"
Luckily, a good xerox machine saved me from any coffee spills.
The women are still chatterboxing away, having a nice time, and I am sure their husbands are at work slaving away at a job they hate, working for people they hate, who underpay them.
Looks like it is time to go home soon. I can't think with all this around me.
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