September 17th, 2005to blog or not to blog
I was having a conversation with a friend of mine the other day. He’s a partier and tends to drunk dial. Seeing an opportunity for another enlightening post for the blog, I gave him my number.
Now mind you, we were on IM. He started laughing and refused to take it, expressing the desire to not be blogged about.
See how well that worked? 🙂
So here’s the reason I brought this up… how many of you have friends who read your blog? Do you not write about them on purpose, to protect them and/or your friendship, or does that not even enter into your thought process?
When I do, I change their names, vital statistics and the circumstances under which what I blog about has happened. They never click.
So they never sue.
Which really is comforting. 😉
Comment by Anne — September 17, 2005 @ 4:00 pm
I have one friend who reads my blog daily, and other’s who read it occasionally (your good self included, and I thank you!). I recently put in a hit counter and have realized that I get a lot of hits – although how many of them come from people who I know, or how many are just people who hit the “next blog” button, I haven’t a clue. With that being said, I freely write about whatever I want, and if I have anything untoward to say I prefer to use the ‘drunken dial’ method and keep the blog free of such things. 😉
Comment by Kerry — September 17, 2005 @ 4:33 pm
Anne—yeah, I tend to do a similar thing. I only have a few friends reading this, but I tend to keep their stories out of it.. unless it’s really entertaining. 😉
Be careful with that hit counter Kerry, you’ll get addicted! 🙂 And that’s an interesting option.. drunk dial myself, and keep the blog clean. Hmm… lol. I’ll have to think about that!
Comment by the insider — September 17, 2005 @ 4:51 pm
no one is safe from me. i don’t do gory details. but if i feel it’s important i do mention people. but since my blog is less of a day to day diary and more of a writing journal, most people avoid being immortalized on blogger. except those people who impact my life to such a degree that it warrents a post. ie, the boy, my parents, my bestest friend, my brother (whom i still haven’t posted about), my exes.
but i still drunk dial.
Comment by wendykat — September 17, 2005 @ 4:51 pm
So everyone is a drunk dialer?! LOL
Yes, write more about the boy.. 😉
Comment by the insider — September 17, 2005 @ 5:14 pm
I agree. There can never be too many stories about boys. 😉
Comment by Kerry — September 17, 2005 @ 5:16 pm
i should… all the happy posts since may have been about him though… since that’s when i met him. : )
Comment by wendykat — September 17, 2005 @ 5:17 pm
ahh… so ‘the boy’ is YOUR boy! gotcha. You can always write about other boys… single boys over 30 living in the Toronto area would be great! 😉
Comment by Kerry — September 17, 2005 @ 5:22 pm
i know a guy in albany new york.. he’s over 30… but that’s as far up north as my male acquantinces go. he’s a dirt man, and a character. he used to work as a cook in a restaurant, a bouncer, a dj, and now he’s a bartender. quite the catch. : )
Comment by wendykat — September 17, 2005 @ 5:33 pm
that should ready “dirty man” not a man made out of dirt…
Comment by wendykat — September 17, 2005 @ 5:34 pm
Ah well, such is life. Keep your eyes and ears peeled for a Toronto man who is not too dirty… but not ‘too’ clean either. 😉 You know how it is. haha
oh my.
Comment by Kerry — September 17, 2005 @ 5:45 pm
This has suddenly become the find-a-man blog, hasn’t it? lolol
Let’s see.. I know someone marginally available in Minnesota, but nothing much farther north than that.
“All the happy posts since may have been about him..” You are so gone wendy. It’s so cute. 🙂
Comment by the insider — September 17, 2005 @ 5:47 pm
you can’t blame a girl for trying! 😉 lol
very cute Wendy, say hi to the boy for me.
Comment by Kerry — September 17, 2005 @ 7:16 pm
Finally I find my way to your most excellent, and yet suspiciously weird, blog. I am truly sorry it took me so long.
Comment by nightfly — September 17, 2005 @ 7:49 pm
Welcome to the 21st century, there is no privacy. Nor expectation thereof. If you don’t blog about these people, someone else will. It might as well be you.
I don’t drink. Not me. Not anymore.
Comment by grampa — September 17, 2005 @ 8:19 pm
Kerry—not at all. 😉
Nightfly.. suspiciously weird? Excuse moi? lol Thanks for the compliment… I think. 🙂
Good point Grampa.. and you can dial without drinking, that’s OK with me. 🙂
Comment by the insider — September 17, 2005 @ 10:12 pm
Most of my friends read my blog, but I try really hard to respect them. When I write about them, I use initials only. Not that that prevents anyone who knows me or them from figuring out who they are, but I’d rather do that than assign silly nicknames or something. And none of them have ever requested that I not blog about something. So far no one’s gotten upset that I’ve blogged about them, either–knock on wood 🙂 Give it time…
Comment by Moxie — September 17, 2005 @ 10:52 pm
Me and my friends are all about freedom through derision. Knowing that, they have to be pretty thick skinned, cause we’re some free mutherfuckers.
Comment by grampa — September 17, 2005 @ 11:07 pm
Knock on wood.. good point Moxie. 🙂
Some free mutherfuckers..? Grampa you are just so weird. 😛
Comment by the insider — September 17, 2005 @ 11:12 pm
That means we’re very derisive.
For those of you who may be obtuse.
“DId you just call me obtuse?”
Yes.
Comment by grampa — September 18, 2005 @ 1:53 am
big words make mongo’s head hurt…
Comment by wendykat — September 18, 2005 @ 8:55 am
Grampa’s obtuse. 😛
ROTFL wendy.. nice. 🙂
Comment by the insider — September 18, 2005 @ 10:38 am
Damn you both,
Comment by grampa — September 18, 2005 @ 12:11 pm
get over it. you know you like the abuse you obtuse grouch you.
Comment by wendykat — September 18, 2005 @ 12:26 pm
Truer words were never spoken.
Comment by grampa — September 18, 2005 @ 3:22 pm
i have a handful of friends who read, a few who read religiously and our friendships have grown stronger. i include ONLY positive stories. i don’t complain or gripe or bring up their personal issues and it’s actually made me a more positive person in relationships because i’m trying to always find the positives and let them shine.
Comment by anna — September 18, 2005 @ 4:23 pm
Yep—he loves the abuse. It keeps his brittle ass in shape. 😛
Anna—you are way nicer than I. 🙂
Comment by the insider — September 18, 2005 @ 4:58 pm