I Miss When Blogging Was Fun

The nine-year anniversary of this blog's birth came and went unnoticed. In fact, the last original thing I posted was from almost exactly a year ago. (A meme and a flash video that won't load anymore just don't count.)

I used to post regularly. Of course, I also used to post at work before our company's draconian Internet policies went into effect. Added to that, I sit in front of a PC screen all day, every day, pounding out words, editing other people's words — at a pace now that's more than double last year — and the last thing I want to do at night is sit and write words, even my own original (ok, original-ish) ones. Cuddling on the couch with my love is so much more attractive.

Oh, and now there are people who "do social media" as their job at my employer. And they have the ears of the senior leadership. So I think twice, thrice and more any time I want to write something on the Web. How will it be perceived by the 20somethings who are the "experts," and how will it be translated on up the chain?

OH, and I've "friended" these same people, purely for political purposes. If they don't see me in the social space, then clearly I know nothing about it.

OK, I should be glad I have a job. It's better than the alternative. And all that. I've heard it a lot in the past year. But still ... I do miss when blogging was fun.