Sorry for the long absence, but it’s going to even longer.
Revising is taking up most of my free time these days, so blogging has taken a back seat to creative sparks for now.

I’ll be back to writing about nonsense soon enough.

It all started with a sickly clunk in the dryer. Too sporadic to be pennies floating in the barrel. Too heavy to be zippers scratching against the side. I knew without knowing, and the phrase ‘it all started’ carried with it an awful weight. This wasn’t the start of anything. Nope. Instead, it was the end.

I left my ipod in the right pocket of a pair of shorts. There, I murdered it in a foamy swell of Tide.

And after letting it dry out for 3 very anxious days, careful to let any and every water molecule leave the various components inside my 2 gig gizmo, I plugged it in…

And 3 days after murdering my ipod, my ipod was…






Still dead.
I think I fried the logic board. Itunes will still recognize it, but the screen shows a blizzard of white and as soon as I unplug the thing, it stops working. It might be the battery, and it’s that the case, I will upgrade my imurderer card to isurgeon sometime in the near future.

Really guys?
Do we have to go through another round of bitching and complaining about how all the bitching the complaining is killing xanga? Do we? Honestly?

The facts are simple here. I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. For all intents and purposes, xanga is dead. Nothing is killing it. Not the attention whores. Not the whiners. Not the layer upon layer of fecal matter pasted on the front page. I hate all that nonsense, too, but it has no bearing on why xanga is dwindling in size.
All of those are only symptoms of kind of e-festering and bloating that happens to sites once they go internet dead.
The truth is, everyone left xanga a long time ago because it was too much work. Why social network and build community through a couple hundred words when a status update will do? Things boil down to the lowest common denominators, and xanga is a very large mixed number.

But really, for what it’s worth, you will always have me. As long as this place exists, I will post here. Of course, I will also post on blogspot, but that’s just part of my general outlook on the internet. It cracks me up when people talk about, threaten, or announce that they are moving from one site to another. Really? How many boxes did you pack? Did you hire a u-haul?

Here’s a thought:

WHY NOT DO THEM BOTH?

We talk about these sites like they’re places, but in reality, it’s all just lines of code sitting on server in a room full of servers anyway. Have a xanga. Have a blogger. Have a wordpress. Create your own domain name and call it www.spunkupyournose.com. Think of the internet like the ocean. You need to be an octopus, and get your tentacles into as many places as you can. You can’t be an eel hiding in a rock, because what happens when that rock gets blown up by offshore drilling platforms?

Even if you don’t want to use other networks to build traffic for yourself, you should still heed what I’m saying. I don’t want to create a panic but there’s a remote possibility xanga could bite it. Do you have a backup plan? Do you have another rock to go to?

Surely, you’ve been typing your posts on a word processor, right?
Do I have any more room for another semi-rhetorical question?