I’m not sharing.
I’m not sharing.
What better way to spend the day when you are sick than doing a puzzle?
I sat upon the ledge of tomorrow.
And watched yesterday run away.
No wave for parting sorrow.
Just another today.
I look down between my feet.
Deep down inside of me.
Past the sight of you and me.
And all my other fallen dreams.
Cheese Grits Recipe
For the amount I cooked for Christmas (large casserole) here’s what I used:
2 cups quick cooking grits (NOT “instant”)
4 eggs, beaten
1 1/2 cups milk
1 1/2 sticks butter
16 oz. shredded sharp cheddar cheese
Cook grits; add cheese and butter. cool and stir. Add eggs and milk and stir. pour into large casserole and bake 1 hour, uncovered, at 375. Can bake ahead and warm up in microwave, but better “fresh.”
Ok this is kind of creepy.
For some reason the guy moved my trash can all the way up to my porch.
Normally one would think “wow! What a nice person!”
I’m a realist. There are no nice people. So I went outside and looked…
What do we notice detectives? No one else had such a kind deed done! My porch happens to be pretty secluded.
Am I being an asshole for assuming someone might of been looking for a free package?
I feel vulnerable.
I learned a hard lesson as a blogger a couple years ago.
Just don’t look for it.
The ‘it’ is of course the criticism and sometimes hate out there about you.
When I was really pushing the traffic towards this blog I used a matrix to search and protect my blog as well. This enabled me to often find when my posts were being stolen. Yes, believe it or not, some poor soul out there thought my mediocre writing was worth lifting simply because I had replugged and respun the shit out of a couple posts as a personal challenge to see how many times I could get them read. One post had close to half a million views and “people” began stealing it to try and get that same traffic. This is actually common in the blogging world.
The other thing I began to find were posts criticizing me and my blog.
At first I was shocked. I mean, I’m a normal guy and an average blogger, so I couldn’t fathom why people would spend the time to post criticism about me.
People will. They don’t care. It’s online. I was immature. I fought back. I got in trouble twice. I learned my lesson. Twice…
If you are a new blogger I would advise you to steel that backbone. For some people criticism is a new thing believe it or not. Walls just kind of fall down in front of them and the wind never pushes them… they push the wind. For the rest of us we deal with it daily because we are probably around people that think we are inadequate. And that’s no different here.
I don’t powerblog anymore so I have no reason to do my searches. Besides, it never changes and I’ve learned now, today, that I don’t deal with criticism that well and I’m working on it. I’m working on that ‘wanting to hug people’ thing too, but I wouldn’t hold my breath.
Just don’t look for it. Why?