Wednesday, August 12, 2009

You Never Can Tell With Bs

Tēnā koutou katoa – Greetings to you all
You Never Can Tell With Bs
Sometimes I feel like Winnie-the-Pooh when I try something different in a blog post. Being a bit like his venture with a balloon, such trials can be launched into cyberspace, leaving me suspended in mid-air.

Nothing to do except hang about and wait and see.

It can turn into one of those things that numbs the mind with a nauseating tedium. It can be quite a while before anyone comes out to have a look. First one or two, then a dozen or sometimes more.

There are times I get the impression that, perhaps, just perhaps, they suspect something. That I’m not really a ‘legitimate’ after all. I think on the pros and cons of letting go the balloon. There’s no parachute when you post, you know. It just floats up and stays there and you’ve just got to hang on and wait.

These are the times when I’ve felt that maybe I should have blogged and posted under a disguise. Of course, no guise would be truly effective, just like Pooh’s small-black-cloud-in-the-sky idea wasn’t.

There have also been some unexpected adventures that surprised me with the yield brought forth by a seemingly bearbrained idea. Hmmm. That, I guess, is the secret of having great adventures.

Have plenty of bearbrained ideas.

You never can tell with Bs.

Ka kite anō – Catch ya later


doyle said...

If you were predictable, there'd be no point scanning my RSS feed each morning.

As far as "legitimate," you're not selling anything besides your own ideas.

So keep letting go--most of us do not respond most of the time, but we're following the balloon.


V Yonkers said...

I often have the same feeling. I finally have decided that my time is important and blogging is as much for me as those that read it. You make the far flung connections I like to make. Sometimes the tree limbs are close enough to catch me which is why it is nice to have a reader like you sweep me up and brush me off, just like piglet always did to Pooh.

And yes, there's even the Eores in our lives that keep us from doing any permanent damage! (Even though they really are bummers).

Blogger In Middle-earth said...

Tēnā kōrua!

Kia or e Michael!

I keep letting go the balloon, hoping that some day I'll get it right. They say it's all hot air - but it makes the balloons float.

Tēnā koe Virginia!

Ah! The Eores and the Piglets. It's the Tiggers you've got to watch out for, and especially these Woozles.

But isn't diversity wonderful? How boring if all the toys in the toy-box were the same!

Catchya later