My preferred blogpace was always like you used to pull off at "Trooper York": There would be a post which would slowly garner comments -- sometimes into the hundreds. Often times they would stray very, very far from the original topic. The comment sections would be animated conversations between commenters. Only when things slowed or when the host wanted to be asshole, would the latest post flush. This was never the Althouse model.
Frankly, I do not know how to contribute posts which have a shelf life of a few hours or which are put up as filler. I don't pay close attention to current events and so cannot do "newsy" posts. I wouldn't mind putting up posts of personal projects and the like. I am not retired like most all commenters that I encounter seem to be, nor do I have access to a computer on my employer's dime.
I always liked chick's chemistry or chemo-centric posts. This guy really knows something was my feeling. I mean I didn't have the vaguest what he was talking about but it was somehow reassuring.
Perhaps Chip planned it out. Chip's revenge! If you're out there Chip....come back. Come back, Chip. Chip.
Just put up whatever interests you Chickie. A stream of consciousness. I always think we over think. You are an interesting guy. The stuff of your everyday life is interesting.
I have this problem with the wife's blog for the business. She overthinks everything and wants to micro manage it. She complains that there is not enough on there. I send her five posts and they sit in her inbox waiting for to agonize over it.
Just rip and run.
I say that for all of our contributors. If each of us post something every other day then the pearls will come.
You can write it anytime and just schedule it for later. Just sayn'
By the time someone admits to requiring house help several days a week, mentions the looming possibility of needing a much-despised wheelchair in the near future, recounts multiple visits to a liver specialist for blood pressure issues and biopsy, and describes vivid reoccuring dreams in which the line between reality and past trauma issues is blurred, chances are good something more than entertaining the hungry birdies at Lem's may be demanding their attention and holding them bound.
Maybe magic will happen and ChipA will show up like nothing out of the ordinary is going on and things at Lem's will go back the way they've been for the past several years.
In the meantime, coming up with something flexible that facilitates flow and allows for a modicum of order and spontaneity might be the way to go.
Does Lem depend on page views for income? If not, then leaving a post up for a while or only having one post a day or every other day, wouldn't be a problem.
Chickelit, I appreciate your observations in both comments. I'm wondering if you'd consider posting once or twice a week on a certain day if you knew what you'd put up wouldn't be buried by a barrage of other posts coming in that day? If you were interested or open to posting on a Monday, I might be willing to join in and prepare a post to add along with yours if you didn't mind company. That would give Trooper the day off and allow him to hold his horses and poke around in whatever dubious places he likes to poke around in elsewhere.
I've enjoyed finding Sixty G's life posts on Sunday night, and started to count on them being there, under whatever else was posted on top of them.
I have less time these days. I've kept my day job and do Lyft after. My only free time is on Saturdays and Sundays and that's the days for the essentials, clean, laundry etc.
I'll try to post something, now and again, but I cant promise anything.
I have been busy this week, perhaps later today I can post something, including what I have been working on. I didn't want to post it until it was complete but that may be awhile.
I am pretty sure it was Chip's kidneys that were failing. A liver biopsy is a piece of cake - I had one done when I had absolutely no clotting factor in my blood so they went through my jugular vein and grabbed what they needed. That way, if I bled out, I would bleed out into my own circulatory system - win/win.
Never had a kidney biopsy, yet, but then again, after 120 days of running without missing a single day, my blood pressure is lower than it has been in years.
This is like listening to pipes hissing and banging in an old basement boiler room as the tenants wonder if the boiler and pipes will be able to generate and hold steam for the rest of the winter.
Good luck to Lem and all the contributors in your efforts to keep it going and thanks for all your past work.
The kidney is the organ of water and fire, the abode of yin and yang, the sea of essence, and it determines life and death."
It was kidneys, not liver. Thanks for noting that Sixty. I'm glad you made it through to run and post another day. I appreciate your ability to notice what is real and mention it. Even when it serves as the sore point another needs to use to protect themselves and make their escape.
I know we all have lives to live but I hope we can keep our community vibrant.
That means Bueno Lem.
I didn't want this joint to turn into the Trooper York show. I mean that is not fair to Lem and the other contributors and it would not be fair to me either. I can only present a really edited version here because we would run afoul of the Google Gods if went full Trooper York.
It sucks for Betty Rubble, Marilyn Munster, Abe Vigoda and Charlie Bukowski but waddayagonna do?
Everybody can contribute according to their schedule. Just do it when you have some free time and schedule it for later distribution. That's the ticket.
On the serious side of things, the life question I used in 2019 to invite clearer focus was: "What is reality?"
And when I turned the page of my paper calendar to January, the question that I decided to use for 2020 and wrote at the top of that page was "What do I want to happen?"
For those who come to Levity to post, comment and read, consideration of those two questions is needed in order for this blog to move through change and survive.
The art studio I started renting in July is heated with an old radiator that hisses, clunks and sporadically produces heat, along with the two electronic space heaters I use and count on to keep things at a consistent temp. Together, the combination of random heat from the radiator that wonderfully and unexpectedly arrives "as is" (no thermostat available to set or depend on in my unit, which is one of several at the far end of a 19th century building erected in 1855) along with the heat I can count from the two smaller heaters is getting me through the winter months in comfort.
I love being at the studio and enjoy hearing and feeling the radiators working as I sit next to them while the cold of winter blows outside and seeps in through the cracks. I also like having the availability of back-up heat I can count on. A Galileo thermometer, received as a gift from a visitor, sits on the shelf providing the visual of what my body knows to be true.
In order for this blog to survive and thrive going forward both forms of heat and support are needed. Random wonderfulness and sporadic provocations need to be present in balance with less noisy but consistently available offerings that offer opportunity for creativity, connection and community to be realized.
Thank you Dadbones, for bringing the sensory of lived experience into your comment (like the Galileo thermometer) along with your appreciation. Hopefully the old boiler here and at the studio will hold and make it through another year.
Trooper doing Little Debbie comes close to ChipA's love of Ramen.
I swirled my omelet eggs today, using a fork, not chopsticks. There were many ways ChipA's contributions either enriched my life or caused me to pause and consider.
I want it to be a place where my political views and prejudices are accepted and confirmed.
I want it to be like a bar, where I can go and feel like I'm part of something, without requiring much in the way of relational effort or output on my end.
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My preferred blogpace was always like you used to pull off at "Trooper York": There would be a post which would slowly garner comments -- sometimes into the hundreds. Often times they would stray very, very far from the original topic. The comment sections would be animated conversations between commenters. Only when things slowed or when the host wanted to be asshole, would the latest post flush. This was never the Althouse model.
Frankly, I do not know how to contribute posts which have a shelf life of a few hours or which are put up as filler. I don't pay close attention to current events and so cannot do "newsy" posts. I wouldn't mind putting up posts of personal projects and the like. I am not retired like most all commenters that I encounter seem to be, nor do I have access to a computer on my employer's dime.
I always liked chick's chemistry or chemo-centric posts. This guy really knows something was my feeling. I mean I didn't have the vaguest what he was talking about but it was somehow reassuring.
Perhaps Chip planned it out. Chip's revenge! If you're out there Chip....come back. Come back, Chip. Chip.
Shades of Brandon DeWilde.
Chick are you keeping up with your artificial cocktail creations?
Just put up whatever interests you Chickie. A stream of consciousness. I always think we over think. You are an interesting guy. The stuff of your everyday life is interesting.
I have this problem with the wife's blog for the business. She overthinks everything and wants to micro manage it. She complains that there is not enough on there. I send her five posts and they sit in her inbox waiting for to agonize over it.
Just rip and run.
I say that for all of our contributors. If each of us post something every other day then the pearls will come.
You can write it anytime and just schedule it for later. Just sayn'
Agree, Trooper.
Chick, I get where you are coming from, but post when the mood strikes!
Chip, you dick, we miss you.
I'll bet dollars to donuts he's not even looking at our posts. Like Ulysses, he's bound to the mast, looking the other way.
By the time someone admits to requiring house help several days a week, mentions the looming possibility of needing a much-despised wheelchair in the near future, recounts multiple visits to a liver specialist for blood pressure issues and biopsy, and describes vivid reoccuring dreams in which the line between reality and past trauma issues is blurred, chances are good something more than entertaining the hungry birdies at Lem's may be demanding their attention and holding them bound.
Maybe magic will happen and ChipA will show up like nothing out of the ordinary is going on and things at Lem's will go back the way they've been for the past several years.
In the meantime, coming up with something flexible that facilitates flow and allows for a modicum of order and spontaneity might be the way to go.
Does Lem depend on page views for income? If not, then leaving a post up for a while or only having one post a day or every other day, wouldn't be a problem.
Chickelit, I appreciate your observations in both comments. I'm wondering if you'd consider posting once or twice a week on a certain day if you knew what you'd put up wouldn't be buried by a barrage of other posts coming in that day? If you were interested or open to posting on a Monday, I might be willing to join in and prepare a post to add along with yours if you didn't mind company. That would give Trooper the day off and allow him to hold his horses and poke around in whatever dubious places he likes to poke around in elsewhere.
I've enjoyed finding Sixty G's life posts on Sunday night, and started to count on them being there, under whatever else was posted on top of them.
I have less time these days. I've kept my day job and do Lyft after. My only free time is on Saturdays and Sundays and that's the days for the essentials, clean, laundry etc.
I'll try to post something, now and again, but I cant promise anything.
I have been busy this week, perhaps later today I can post something, including what I have been working on. I didn't want to post it until it was complete but that may be awhile.
I am pretty sure it was Chip's kidneys that were failing. A liver biopsy is a piece of cake - I had one done when I had absolutely no clotting factor in my blood so they went through my jugular vein and grabbed what they needed. That way, if I bled out, I would bleed out into my own circulatory system - win/win.
Never had a kidney biopsy, yet, but then again, after 120 days of running without missing a single day, my blood pressure is lower than it has been in years.
This is like listening to pipes hissing and banging in an old basement boiler room as the tenants wonder if the boiler and pipes will be able to generate and hold steam for the rest of the winter.
Good luck to Lem and all the contributors in your efforts to keep it going and thanks for all your past work.
Thanks, DB :) Great analogy.
The kidney is the organ of water and fire, the abode of yin and yang, the sea of essence, and it determines life and death."
It was kidneys, not liver. Thanks for noting that Sixty. I'm glad you made it through to run and post another day. I appreciate your ability to notice what is real and mention it. Even when it serves as the sore point another needs to use to protect themselves and make their escape.
Thanks everyone.
I know we all have lives to live but I hope we can keep our community vibrant.
That means Bueno Lem.
I didn't want this joint to turn into the Trooper York show. I mean that is not fair to Lem and the other contributors and it would not be fair to me either. I can only present a really edited version here because we would run afoul of the Google Gods if went full Trooper York.
It sucks for Betty Rubble, Marilyn Munster, Abe Vigoda and Charlie Bukowski but waddayagonna do?
Everybody can contribute according to their schedule. Just do it when you have some free time and schedule it for later distribution. That's the ticket.
On the serious side of things, the life question I used in 2019 to invite clearer focus was: "What is reality?"
And when I turned the page of my paper calendar to January, the question that I decided to use for 2020 and wrote at the top of that page was "What do I want to happen?"
For those who come to Levity to post, comment and read, consideration of those two questions is needed in order for this blog to move through change and survive.
The art studio I started renting in July is heated with an old radiator that hisses, clunks and sporadically produces heat, along with the two electronic space heaters I use and count on to keep things at a consistent temp. Together, the combination of random heat from the radiator that wonderfully and unexpectedly arrives "as is" (no thermostat available to set or depend on in my unit, which is one of several at the far end of a 19th century building erected in 1855) along with the heat I can count from the two smaller heaters is getting me through the winter months in comfort.
I love being at the studio and enjoy hearing and feeling the radiators working as I sit next to them while the cold of winter blows outside and seeps in through the cracks. I also like having the availability of back-up heat I can count on. A Galileo thermometer, received as a gift from a visitor, sits on the shelf providing the visual of what my body knows to be true.
In order for this blog to survive and thrive going forward both forms of heat and support are needed. Random wonderfulness and sporadic provocations need to be present in balance with less noisy but consistently available offerings that offer opportunity for creativity, connection and community to be realized.
Thank you Dadbones, for bringing the sensory of lived experience into your comment (like the Galileo thermometer) along with your appreciation. Hopefully the old boiler here and at the studio will hold and make it through another year.
I miss Chip.
I appreciate others are trying to pick up the slack--but what's next--Troop making a pop up card or translating Egyptian?
Trooper doing Little Debbie comes close to ChipA's love of Ramen.
I swirled my omelet eggs today, using a fork, not chopsticks. There were many ways ChipA's contributions either enriched my life or caused me to pause and consider.
With this question still hanging in the air--which pairs with Trooper York's query of "Where is everybody?"
Given current reality (ChipA's abrupt departure and the uncertainty of his return to this blog) what do you want to happen to Lem's Levity?
Hmmm...crickets.
Do any of these speak for those who are silent?
I want to be entertained.
I want it to be a place where my political views and prejudices are accepted and confirmed.
I want it to be like a bar, where I can go and feel like I'm part of something, without requiring much in the way of relational effort or output on my end.
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