And the winner for the best description of the meaning behind Starship’s “We Built This City” is — the beautiful Memarie Lane — with this gem:
I think I’ve got it. They’re alluding to the founding of our country, the philosophies of which (freedom of religion and speech and all that)were considered very radical (i.e. rock and roll) at the time. But since then we keep rolling farther and farther back,through soft rock and disco and Motown and so on until “we just lost the beat.” So basically they’re saying we need to vote for Ron Paul.
As I mentioned two posts ago, she wins nothing. No Wii Fit. Nothing other than my gratitude and me wondering what she looks like naked.
As you have probably guessed by now, this post is really about nothing. I’m writing it very quickly, in between my morning shower and breakfast. Since it is a toss-off post, it gives me a chance to show you the “real” Neilochka, who can be a bit of an asshole. Most of the time, I try to be “literary” in my posts, making sure there is a intellectual point. I usually write my posts out in longhand first in a notebook. Today, I am just spitting out crap right onto WordPress. And it feels pretty good. Perhaps it was my therapy session yesterday that helped open me up to new possibilites. Why do I need to worry about you — the reader — so much? I’m not “dependent” on you. What is the worst thing that can happen if you think my blog sucks? You’ll stop reading it. Will I die? I doubt it. There are plenty of you who once read this blog and have moved elsewhere. Maybe you’re trying to move into the elite mommyblogger’s circle and have no time for the men. Perhaps you were insulted by my post where I portrayed Archie and Jughead into violent superheroes. You might be a new reader who wrote a comment, and then I never responded to you… and was disgusted at me. I apologize. I feel the same way as you when I comment and the person doesn’t respond.
“What’s wrong with her?” I wonder. “Am I not good enough? What a snob she is! Blogging is so elitist!”
Well, we do things differently here. If I don’t respond to you right away, don’t take it personally. I love you. It’s not YOU. I’m the one who’s f**ked up! That’s right. That’s exactly what I was thinking while sitting in therapy with Brenda yesterday. I’m f**ked up! How long have I been writing about MOVING — yet I never move? Why do I have such a weird on-again/off-again relationship with this “separated” wife? The only honest answer is that I’m… f**ked-up. Ta-dah. There I said it. Now I can work on the solution.
Let me make the announcement here. If Sophia and I split up “officially,” I don’t want any of you sleeping with me for at least six months. No matter how hard I try to get into your pants at BlogHer, just say NO. I am NOT ready for it. Don’t get suckered into it when I say that your eyes are like God’s soul, and shit like that.
Besides, I’ve been with one woman for eleven years. The first time with someone else WILL be bad. And over very fast. And I will be crying.
Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
OK, back to blog comments —
So, if you write a witty comment on the blog, and it looks like I’m blowing you off, now you know the reason. I’m f**ked up. Just keep commenting, because it makes me feel good — and that is a public health service. Besides, a lot of cool people who come here. You should read their blogs.
Granted, there are funnier and more popular blogs where you will make more connections — such as Bossy — but I compensate by being advertising free. And I don’t make you put those dumb badges on your blogs.
Also, since I am a bit emotional unstable, you never know what I’m going to do next. So, I’m not boring.
For example — only a real nutcase would write three posts in a row about Starship’s “We Built This City.” Most bloggers would be all worried about losing their readers and people hating him.
But — I DON’T CARE. I’m crazy like that! I’ve been laughing for the last ten minutes because I’m now going to put up ANOTHER version of the song — the third in a row! Ha ha ha ha. You see, I’m not THAT nice! I have a bit of a mean streak! But I find it soooo funny, like the inner child I am.
And that’s what blogging is really about, isn’t it?!