Call Me English

A little corner of the world where I talk about what I want.

Where we’ve been all these years

leave a comment »

I sent out an email to an undisclosed number of people advertising that I had started this blog… restarted it, really.  And one message I got in reply said, “How nice. What brought this about?”

Well, mainly a feeling like I needed to make up for lost time. When I was a student, and even for a couple of years afterwards, I had a blog on LiveJournal where I posted a whole lot of different content: song lyrics, cryptic mood icons, political quizzes, and these ridiculous “shout outs” that viewers sent to the cable music provider I worked at briefly.  It was fun; my friends commented; I enjoyed writing and feeling like I had a place to be social, especially with people I had left behind in another city and country.  Then, I started working more and observing less, and I got to a certain point where I felt like I couldn’t keep up with the blog anymore because I (mistakenly) thought I didn’t have anything to say.

At some point along the way, Facebook emerged as a catch-all method of staying in touch with people from the past in the way I had intended my blog would. When Facebook first came out, I remember it feeling very much like a thing that only students were supposed to use. You got in touch with other people at your own institution, and that was the extent of it. After I graduated from McGill, it was obvious that Facebook was becoming not only a way to be friends with other people at other schools but also with people of all ages.  Also with your parents…  I can remember feeling a little dirty-old-mannish using Facebook after graduating, like it was something for kids; I had my chance to use it, and that was it.  When it was obvious that Facebook was no longer a students-only service, I used it as a tool to remind people that I was still here — in the form of a status update that I would post at some random time each morning.

People seem to like the statuses. Some people seem to like them too much. As in, “I start every day with you!” Creepster.  They are observational, topical, and occasionally emotional… but sometimes they’re hard to come up with. And maybe they have seen their time come and go. People just expect them now. People who don’t use Facebook want me to simulcast on Twitter.  (I do.) Maybe my statuses jumped the shark when the former director of admissions at my high school said she wanted to add me as a friend on Facebook because she’d heard about my wit.

So that’s what brought the idea of the blog back to the front burner – I needed a place to be myself (and my wordier self than I would be in just a status) with a closer group than my Facebook friends.  Awkward questions from long-lost Chilean relatives won’t have a place here. But you will.

Advertisements

Written by Dave

June 20, 2012 at 22:35

Posted in Background

Tagged with , , ,

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: