The Big E
It's been over three months since I gave up my left-bashing, Indymedia and DU trolling, Ted Rall bitchslapping, Mark Morford fisks and general venomous writing. It felt good then, it feels good now. It's like having a tumor removed. But it seems like no matter what I do, I get bashed by someone. I give up making fun of Barbra Steisand and Sean Penn, I get called a pussy. I write about gay marriage, the conservatives jump on me. I write about voting for Bush, the liberals jump on me. This isn't really a complaint, mind you. Negative attention is better than no attention at all. And for every rude, obnoxious email or comment I get, there are two good ones. Point? Yes, I have one. The next 48 hours are controversy free. No politics, no elections, no religion, no lifestyle choices, no Red Sox bashing. Which leaves you with 48 hours - maybe more - of nothing but music, gaming, comics, kids and movies. And other assorted stuff. I'm just cleansing my system of all the negative vibes and angst. Think of it as a blogging enema.