Today is the first anniversary of JoyZeeBoy - The Blog.
I haven't been a daily poster and for that I am truly sorry. If there's one thing I've learned in sobriety, it takes constant, daily attendance at 12-Step meetings in order to get and to stay sober.
And it takes constant and daily posting to learn what a crappy writer I really am. Not to mention pompous, pedantic, petulant, pedestrian and, at times, downright pubescent.
But I procrastinate.
Sometimes I feel like I'm flying when I write. The words come out so fast I can't keep up. This especially happens when I'm writing about where I was in my drunkeness compared to where I am now or, really, anything to do with sobriety. Sometimes the words have to be dragged out, especially when I'm really pissed about something (usually a politician).
Sometimes I hit the "Publish" button and when I check it out on-line everything is perfect. Other times I have to edit and re-edit the piece until it finally makes some bit of sense.
And sometimes it's just hard to think of anything to write about. That's when I feel really "less than." I feel like I should always have something to say, something to contribute. But when I find myself feeling that way I try to remember that I don't share at every 12-Step meeting, either. Sometimes it's enough for people to just know that I'm there.... rather than where I used to be, 10 years ago.
I don't have a huge readership. I know a handful of my regulars (Bev, Alan, Steve & Luke) but other regulars I don't know at all. I just know that they're from Maine, Missouri, Lancaster (PA) and Los Angeles. But I appreciate every one of you and hope that sometimes I say something that makes it worth your time taking a look.
I got the impetus to start writing this because of Bev. Sometime around the turn of the century I hit bottom and she started her daily blog, "Funny The World" which, if you haven't read it, you should.
I started reading her daily postings about 4 years ago, then I started to read Steve's blog, "Living in the Bonus Round", and things just took off from there.
Now I'm an internet junkie (being a good alcoholic I do a lot of "transferrance" with my addiction(s)).
But I don't regret a single word I've posted here all year.
Until, of course, they come to haul me off to Gitmo because I think President Bush is an incompetent jerk.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME, EVERYONE!
Now where's the friggin' cake?
9 comments:
Hippo Birdies!
>>pompous, pedantic, petulant, pedestrian...
are you sure you're not talking about whatshisname?
Hmmm. Well, I don't have any fresh ideas, either.
So, yeah, I guess I could've been talking about him. :-)
Who needs fresh ideas to write a journal entry? Just ask Steve about my crappy journal entries! LOL.
Hey, big bro--congrats on making it a year. Do you need to get a chip or something? Or will a pat on the back do?
I have a long list of blogs I read every day and yours is always the first (unless, of course, you're slacking off and not writing anything!)
SO glad you started this project!
Dear Ones,
I'm glad I started doing this. And no, Bev, a coin is not required in this case. Cash, however, would be nice.
Oh, and Alan, thanks for the update on whatshisname.
I wish he'd send cash, too. Lots of it. We should all live so long.
ROFLMAO. do Not, repeat NOT hold your breath waiting
There's an update on whats-his-name? I know MC is finally being released in Oct.
I only hope that MC will be profitable (but not at my expense. I will not buy a ticket to see it).
I want whats-his-name to get everything he ever wanted. I want him to be happy beyond measure. I pray for his success beyond his wildest dreams.
And no, I'm not kidding, nor am I delusional enough to think that if he gets all that that he'll "do the right thing" by me, either. That tiger will never change it's stripes. He doesn't know how, for all his so-called self-awareness and personal "growth."
I've zero strings attached to my good wishes for him.
I'm just a better person than he is, that's all. Always was, always will be.
What's-his-name is his own reward, and his own worst enemy.
Happy birthday! I read you most every day and enjoy your take on things. I live in Seattle with kids, and got here through Bev, who I consider to be almost a second mother. I hate GW too.
Thanks, Mary. I wondered where you were located. I lived in Seattle from the Fall of '76 until the Spring of '78, when I moved to NYC.
I lived on Queen Anne Hill, then in Boy's Town (Capitol Hill).
I had a lot of good times in Seattle!
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