The last time I really truly blogged about my life was when MySpace was KING and facebook was only for elitist college students. I was in the zone and blogged about any and everything. From keeping a running tally of my UNO Gamerscore on Xbox Live, to talking about Crappy the Cat and other funny anecdotes, I was in the blogging zone.
Then it happened. My wife joined facebook...and liked it. I tried to fight it, but I, too, joined facebook. Now I know how Adam felt when Eve offered him a bite of her Golden Delicious. (Keep ya minds out of the gutter, I'm talking about APPLES people. lol)
As soon as I started testing facebook out, I didn't like it. It didn't have the blogging capabilities that I had finally grown accustomed to on MySpace. I always said that facebookers were narcissistic. It was all about "ME ME ME! Looking at what I'm doing now. Right now!" I was content with my MySpace blogs, but I'll be honest, I hated all of the glitter and sparkly crap that slow down people's pages, etc.
So, after becoming a facebook zombie, I just left MySpace. I didn't sell my property, bulldoze it or even turn off the lights. My MySpace page is still there, idle, waiting for me to return. I think my page got happen when it heard that Justin Timberlake was a new owner of MySpace. The name even changed to My______. Hip right? That means Mastrmynd is coming back, right? Nope. I joined facebook and kept it moving, except for blogging. Outwardly, I told people that I'm using facebook for marketing purposes, but internally, I got on my "ME ME ME" bandwagon, too!
I joined twitter as well, as a companion piece to facebook, and as a way to promote vVcRadio news, but 140 characters was a complete opposite of blogging like I truly used to do. As far as these new social networking sites are concerned such as Instagram (facebook with photomanipulators), Pinterest (post a picture of something and say why you like it? Uh...), Gawker (your guess is as good as mine), tumblr (different name, same thang) and the other sites that pop up on a daily basis, I'm not there yet. When I get hired by a radio station, I'm almost positive that I'll be on those sites talking to the same people that I chatted with on MySpace.
Anyway, I said all of that just to say that I will be blogging at full speed soon. I'm sticking my toe in the water slowly, ya know. Like Akeem said on Coming to America, "Man does not fly into fly." Or something like that. You know what I mean. Facebook killed my need to blog and now in 2013, I'm reclaiming this pasttime. Too many of you all made it a point in your lives to visit my page, read my blogs and even comment. For that, I thank you. I can feel my mojo coming back. You want to laugh and be entertained and I want to make you laugh. So we're on the same page.
I know you all are wondering: Am I ever going back to MySpace? To be honest, if I do, it would only be to delete my page, but I'm a pack rat so I don't see that happening anytime soon. Feel free to check out my blasts from the past if you want, too.
Evem though I'm not playing UNO on Xbox Live anymore (You can't play if you don't have a working Xbox 360. Darn you Red Rings of Death!!), I guess I can update you on ... Words with Friends? I know, I know...it's not the same, but I do get a kick out of people folks left and right. Shoutouts to my homegirl, Ebaby! After I destroyed her in the game, she sent two people after me to "teach me a lesson." To paraphrase Coming to America (yes, again. I love this movie), "It's a dayam shame what happened to Ebaby's friends!"
As far as Crappy the Cat (aka Crappy Poe aka Sir Craps-a-lot aka The Walking Allergen aka My pre-baby training wheels) is concerned, please say a little prayer for him. 6 months after January was born, he decided it was time for him to move on. The feeling wasn't mutual, but as a grown azz cat, a feline's gotta do what a feline's gotta do. If he's alive, I hope he found a new family to get prepared for the rigors of raising a baby. If he has passed on, then I hope Jesus is having a great time chilling with the world's coolest cat. To know him is to love him.
That's my time. It's good to be back.
-- Arvell aka "Mastrmynd"
Then it happened. My wife joined facebook...and liked it. I tried to fight it, but I, too, joined facebook. Now I know how Adam felt when Eve offered him a bite of her Golden Delicious. (Keep ya minds out of the gutter, I'm talking about APPLES people. lol)
As soon as I started testing facebook out, I didn't like it. It didn't have the blogging capabilities that I had finally grown accustomed to on MySpace. I always said that facebookers were narcissistic. It was all about "ME ME ME! Looking at what I'm doing now. Right now!" I was content with my MySpace blogs, but I'll be honest, I hated all of the glitter and sparkly crap that slow down people's pages, etc.
So, after becoming a facebook zombie, I just left MySpace. I didn't sell my property, bulldoze it or even turn off the lights. My MySpace page is still there, idle, waiting for me to return. I think my page got happen when it heard that Justin Timberlake was a new owner of MySpace. The name even changed to My______. Hip right? That means Mastrmynd is coming back, right? Nope. I joined facebook and kept it moving, except for blogging. Outwardly, I told people that I'm using facebook for marketing purposes, but internally, I got on my "ME ME ME" bandwagon, too!
I joined twitter as well, as a companion piece to facebook, and as a way to promote vVcRadio news, but 140 characters was a complete opposite of blogging like I truly used to do. As far as these new social networking sites are concerned such as Instagram (facebook with photomanipulators), Pinterest (post a picture of something and say why you like it? Uh...), Gawker (your guess is as good as mine), tumblr (different name, same thang) and the other sites that pop up on a daily basis, I'm not there yet. When I get hired by a radio station, I'm almost positive that I'll be on those sites talking to the same people that I chatted with on MySpace.
Anyway, I said all of that just to say that I will be blogging at full speed soon. I'm sticking my toe in the water slowly, ya know. Like Akeem said on Coming to America, "Man does not fly into fly." Or something like that. You know what I mean. Facebook killed my need to blog and now in 2013, I'm reclaiming this pasttime. Too many of you all made it a point in your lives to visit my page, read my blogs and even comment. For that, I thank you. I can feel my mojo coming back. You want to laugh and be entertained and I want to make you laugh. So we're on the same page.
I know you all are wondering: Am I ever going back to MySpace? To be honest, if I do, it would only be to delete my page, but I'm a pack rat so I don't see that happening anytime soon. Feel free to check out my blasts from the past if you want, too.
Evem though I'm not playing UNO on Xbox Live anymore (You can't play if you don't have a working Xbox 360. Darn you Red Rings of Death!!), I guess I can update you on ... Words with Friends? I know, I know...it's not the same, but I do get a kick out of people folks left and right. Shoutouts to my homegirl, Ebaby! After I destroyed her in the game, she sent two people after me to "teach me a lesson." To paraphrase Coming to America (yes, again. I love this movie), "It's a dayam shame what happened to Ebaby's friends!"
As far as Crappy the Cat (aka Crappy Poe aka Sir Craps-a-lot aka The Walking Allergen aka My pre-baby training wheels) is concerned, please say a little prayer for him. 6 months after January was born, he decided it was time for him to move on. The feeling wasn't mutual, but as a grown azz cat, a feline's gotta do what a feline's gotta do. If he's alive, I hope he found a new family to get prepared for the rigors of raising a baby. If he has passed on, then I hope Jesus is having a great time chilling with the world's coolest cat. To know him is to love him.
That's my time. It's good to be back.
-- Arvell aka "Mastrmynd"