Life Without Practice

We all live lives without practice - you only live once, and this ain't no rehersal. Life is what happens along the road. Plan as we might, things sometimes take another path. This is an on-going diatribe from my perspective. Don't live like it's a rehearsal!

Sunday, August 13, 2006

Walking Out

This the part of the blog where the guy walks out onto the stage for the first time. "You realize, of course, that I'm not going to be here very long," he says. He (I) goes on to explain that the whole play goes by pretty fast, and it's very likely that it won't wrap up satisfactorily.

The other big issue is that most of the people who step out onto the stage start off with a "Big Idea" and don't carry it through. Many of us have stages all over the place. Many have no audience, some have a few people that waited around for a bit, but the stage left bare for so long meant that they got up and left.

We are, most of us, too lazy to continue our performance, to stretch the analogy too long, perhaps. These blogs are a great forum for sharing thoughts, but almost impossible to find, even if someone is looking for something just like this. The search tools are lousy, stragely. Even though Google runs this blogspot part of the blogosphere, you can run a blog for months and search or unique elements of your content in Google, and it will never show up.

So it's got elements of a little stage, built out in the forest. The audience is slim because nobody knows it's there, let alone shows interest.

Then again, most people also don't like to read, so staring at a block of text shuts them down quickly. I've got dozens of blogs on various subjects. Some are running note-pads more than anything else. A sorted (sordid?) place to store lists and ideas for a period of time. A couple have a decent audience as they are well encapsulated - covering a trip, or a particular element of WWII science history (of all things), which briefly engaged me.

So if you are one of the few who read this, and stick around to see what else shows up - enjoy. I'll mostly be spewing thoughts that will otherwise whither on the vine. If they provide entertainment to you, then I'm glad that they have had their brief flare of existance outside my head.

We only have the one life, and we do it all without practice. We're all flying solo to a certain extent, so illustrating mine with a few notes will commence here, and run until I'm sufficiently bored.

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