booker street

Intro to blogging 101

hot on the heels of creating a blog for my neighborhood association, and having little to occupy my time at work today, i thought i would indulge myself and my anxieties by creating a personal blog. i feel a bit weird about making a personal blog, like it is arrogant to publish my ideas so that others can read them. but i have no notion that this is for anyone else except myself, and so that is how i justify it.

"to publish" seems like an interesting way to describe what we do when blogging. i am certain that blogging falls within the definition of the word "publish," and so, as an aspiring minion in the field of publishing, i will also look at my blog as an exercise in the changing world of electronic publishing.

blogging also seems useful for someone like me who is so cerebral and hypercritical. i suppose those characteristics will come out as the blog matures.

so this is it - my blog - booker street. i named it after the street on which i live; the street on which my new husband and i bought our first house; the street that i never knew existed until we saw our house; the street on which has two teeny tiny shotgun cottages - which may be the only two left in our rapidly growing hamlet; the street on which two retired greyhounds may come to live in our house; the street on which there are really too many stray cats.

now, don't misunderstand - i LOVE cats. maybe to the point of absurdity - like that cartoon character that was on animaniacs (is that the name of the cartoon?) who terrorizes them out of an over abundance of love. we have two cats of our own and we are really stupid over them. so much so that i am freaking out that the two greyhounds that we may be adopting are going to ruin their lives. but these stray cats really seem to be a problem. there are at least six of them and i have no idea if they are altered. if not, the population of strays will triple pretty soon. it's really a tough situation - i would enlist the help of a trap and spay program in an instant if these cats were not *living* in someone's house! by *living* i mean that a door is always left open at the back of the house and the cats go in and out at will. i know, this seems to indicate that they are pets and not strays, but i think they are stray cats who have just taken up at this house. we aren't even sure that anyone actually lives in this house! still, this creates some grey area and prevents me from just having them trapped and spayed/neutered. my *progressive* city has no laws about unaltered animals so there is no beuracracy to call on. it's shameful.

wow, i am amazed at how much i have actually put in this first blog. as i said, i am very cerebral. i think a lot about a lot of things.

posted by bls @ 11:50 AM