Thursday, July 1, 2010

Why without you, today's emotions would be but a hollow shell of those that came before

I will be the first to admit that I don't really understand Tumblr. What is it? Why do people do it? Why do people need a blog and Facebook and Twitter and a Tumblr? And hey, you kids--get off of my lawn! Damn kids... Now where was I, and where did I put my bifocals? Ah, yes. As I was saying, I don't get this whole Tumblr thing, but I'm feeling better and better about it, because apparently...I have been Tumblrd. Tumbled. Tumblred?

Look:
And not just Tumblred, but re-Tumblred:





I feel like the unknown writer in Amélie, who one day see his own words graffitied on a wall:


I guess the moral of this story is that if you keep writing, once every few years you might accidentally write something interesting. (One hundred monkeys and one hundred typewriters, and all that.)

Happy weekend, everyone!

12 comments:

  1. As useless as I find Tumblr, that is awesome.

    Seriously. Tumblr annoys the fuck out of me.

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  2. Okay, it's not Tumblr itself that annoys me, it's the users that just post things the find on the internet without necessarily creating themselves, and they get all this credit for finding something instead of giving credit to the person who actually created it.

    But see, at least this Tumblrson has excellent taste. So good on them.

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  3. I love that you have been re-Tumbld over and over, like a rock in one of those rock machines from when we were little. You are shiny now!

    Your last comment on my blog inspired me, by the way. I think we need to start a website called Regretr. I don't know what the website would do, but it has the trendy lack of a vowel, so it's bound to be a success, right?

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  4. I really don't know what Tumblr is. And yes, I am old, I admit it! I feel a bit uneasy about the way your work has been posted in so many other places. What happens when someone does that and doesn't give credit where it's due?

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  5. Rassles--Glad I'm not the only one. And thanks!

    Jane--Let's do it! Everyone can post their stories of regret so we can all learn from them and not repeat their mistakes.

    Alison--If that were to happen, I would probably never find out about it, first of all. It may have happened already, for all I know. I try not to worry too much about things I can't control. But thanks for your concern. :)

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  6. Hi. I just wanted to say that I've been reading your blog for a while and even recommended it to some friends. I found the dorito post funny and thought maybe others might enjoy it so I posted it on tumblr. I thought it was clear that I gave you proper credit by quoting and linking back to your blog, but after reading your reaction I'm unsure whether you're upset about seeing your work outside of blogger or not. If you are, I apologize, it was never my intention to offend you.

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  7. Ayaros--No no no! I am nothing but tickled. I hoped to convey the sort of stunned awe of seeing my work other places than here. I appreciate you liking it and spreading it around. It is sort of a weird feeling, but I can definitely get used to it. :)

    Cheers, and thanks,
    Rachel

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  8. I don't really understand what tumblr is either.

    But if it's getting you out there - good for it!

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  9. I don't understand tumblr so I have no idea what just happened, but if it's similar to retweet congratulations.

    Isn't it a lay that you can't eat just one of? I understand it's tough to use the word lay in a metaphorical piece about sex, so I will let it slide.

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  10. I've spread the gospel of dorito=sex offline as well, so there's a bunch of people in norway referring to sex as doritos ;) I gave due credit, of course!

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  11. I can only imagine what a great feeling this is. It's an honor that others (strangers) are talking about and sharing words you've written. Congrats :)

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  12. The Dorito thing totally explains my outlook on sex now as well. The Abstinence Olympics. Perfect!

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