Really. I just feel all drained on Mondays. Plus, there are a kazillion and two things to do that don’t involve me sitting on my big butt and playing Sushi-Go-Round. (Which makes me very, very sad, but I digress.) So today’s post is going to be a random assortment of stuff that I’ve been meaning to say and just haven’t gotten to yet. (In other words, I’ll be your tour guide on today’s trip through ADDLand.)
First, the feeds post brought something out of the ADD fog, so I figure I’ll give y’all the heads up. I love helping people with geekery. No, really, I LOVE it. So, if you have questions or want help or whatever, feel free to pick my tiny little brain. I won’t mind even a little. I will probably, in fact, thank you for giving me something to figure out. I’m a geek like that. Seriously.
Next up – linky love. I’m one of those reciprocating types. If you link to me, I’ll link to you. It’s only fair, right? So, if you’ve linked to me, and I’ve failed to notice it, let me know. I want to fix that post-haste. No unrequited link-love for y’all, promise.
Last, this idea of “family friendly” I’ve got. Mostly, I just try really hard to not say the “big” swears too much. The other day, Merlin Mann said this via Twitter: “Almost anything can be ‘family friendly’ if your family is awesome and you’re not a normative dick.”
That? Made me pause. It made me consider just what do I mean by “family friendly”? Appropriate for kids? Well, no. I hope to God no one’s letting their kids read this thing. Or watch any of the videos that involve me ranting. (WwT will always be safe for the wee ones ’cause I know she plays to the younger set. :grin:) So…what exactly do I mean by “family friendly”? (You know, the more I type that, the weirder it gets. Familyfriendly. Weird.)
I mean “won’t turn people off with my excessive profanity and discussions about how I like to pretend Bill is a French maid sometimes.” Okay, maybe I’m lying about that last part, but you’re catching what I’m throwing here, right?
Then I read a post by matteroffactmommy (who is totally my new BFF even though I’m pretty sure she thinks I’m a stalker) about swearing, and I really started thinking. In real life, I swear…like a fucking sailor, if you will. (I’m sure at least a couple of you will.) My conversations contain a lot of words that should probably be bleeped, especially since we have a toddler in the house.
So, I’m sort of wondering why I censor myself here on my blog, the one place where I should be able to spill out every little thing in my head…where I usually do spill out every little thing in my head. Am I scared of pissing people off? Losing readers? What is my deal? I still don’t know.
So I come to you, dear readers, to ask – what is your personal stance on swears? Do they make you cringe? Are they part of your every day conversation? Somewhere in-between? Do you censor yourself on your blog? If so, why? If not, why not?
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