a change in atmosphere
Iíve got nothing today. Not a damn thing. And you know why? Because itís Monday and during the week my usual morning/afternoon writing deals with the world at large; war, terrorism, etc.
I learned that when you feel like you are pushing something that wonít budge, itís best to let it go and come back when you have more strength or find a new way to tackle the problem.
Itís not that I stopped caring about the news. I care a lot. Iím just tired of writing about it. Thereís only so many ways you can say the same thing over and over again. I already put a moratorium on writing about Ted Rall and Indymedia and Democratic Underground. Now itís time, for a few weeks at least, to shove the rest of the news off of this page as well.
I know Iím defined by some people as a warblogger or a news blogger. If thatís what you come here for, you will find this page devoid of any of the usual stories about Bush bashing or the war on terror or what the left is doing and what the right is doing while the left is doing that.
Iíve been having way too much fun writing about video games the past couple of days. Writing fluff like that does not aggravate me. It does not get my blood boiling. It does not put me on edge and make me want to simultaneously smoke a pack of cigarettes, drink a bottle of vodka and stab myself in the brain with a Q-tip.
I need to relax a little bit, bring it down from screeching heavy metal to a nice power ballad, so to speak. I prefer to spend my holidays relaxed and calm and I canít do that if Iím writing about this crap-infested world all day because I have a terrible tendency to take everything to heart and let the weight of the world take up residence on my shoulders.
Iíd like to say that I am going to take a complete hiatus and concentrate on decorating my house for Christmas and baking all kinds of cakes and cookies and carving homemade gifts out of the wood we gathered from the forest. But that would just be ridiculous because I donít bake and my decorating consists of hanging a Ninja Turtles Christmas ornament from the ceiling fan in the kitchen. As for the homemade presents, only a lunatic like Martha Stewart would do something like that when Amazon is just a click away.
And did I mention my kids are off from school for 19 straight days? And that we are forced to take a vacation during the same time here at work? Know what I mean about keeping my stress level down now?
Anyhow, what Iím getting at is the content of this here blog will be changing for the next few weeks. Itís just going to be a bunch of fluff about video games and music and movies and my kids and life in general. So if youíre looking for snarling rants about politics and war, come back in the New Year and weíll see what happens.
If youíre going to hang around, I promise to do my best to still entertain you even if Iím not cursing at Mark Morford. I can always curse at Axl Rose instead.