so yes new blog
or maybe first real blog! i give nothing away over the internet..not in general. I find the net to be this big hollow chasm of a black hole, with just a few shining beacons radiating from the hearts of a few good souls. i usually do not let my guard down, for whatever reason that might be. Misinformation is as dangerous as lies, so i keep depth under my strict control..quality controlled!
I think i decided to do this again after reading some pretty neat blogs. I like punchy, eye candy blogs…”tarts with a heart” as they say in Manchester. Honest, but not over bearing..the opposite of my last tumblr, and the thoughts of its badger warlord creator. So now ive decided to ditch Mr Badger (some of you will know who he is, some not) Its time he retired from the world of ‘Net. He was something to everyone, good or bad, but honestly, not a lot to me. I wont miss him as he never did have a face..and i guess its faces that we really miss.
So now its just me
I will talk about the arts..be a bit high brow and a bit low brow. Try and give some opinions for once. Be direct. Give a bit of love, and maybe once in a while flash some disdain (thats not a euphemism) Maybe upload some cool tunes, rant about musicians and their place in the world. I also may tell you a bit about me, which would be a first for any internet site i have visited or been a part of.
so its gloves off and some time for some bare knuckled webloggin’
oh and this whole “following” thing still weirds me out. Of course i desire “followers” but they really should have got Roget’s opinion on an alternative..so “please one and all..ahem..follow me as you know you should..urgh”
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Me and Stephen Hawking
yes im back tumblringaring
but this blogonaise will be of a lil more of a select flavour..less of thee ol reblogs and a lil bit more thought to content…more of my brain as opposed to a set of posts about ryan adams and digestive biscuits.
However if ya like that sort of thing, the other blog will remain live and i will update it with my randomness when the urge takes me, and boy does the urge bloody take me sometimes!
Love from Merry England