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March 2, 2007

sometimes a blog is for venting

Sometimes I write entries because it makes me feel better. Sometimes my questions are rhetorical. Sometimes there's no point to what I write here, and its just me venting and ranting for the sake of catharsis. In the olden days thats what blogs were initially for, and I intend to keep it real at least some of the time.

That's not to say that I'm not green with envy that Joe is getting a 'legit' blog deal with ads and banners and stuff. I also like to blog because it helps me write better, and allows me to share my ideas. It would be nice to get some bucks after all these years, or to write for something I'm passionate about (other than me as the subject) and earn some pay. But then again I've heard too many stories from fellow old-skool bloggers that started writing for a service and hated it, because writing for pay took a lot of the fun out of it.

Anyway, back to narcissism and self-absorbed thoughts: Gurl asked me a funny question the other day that took me off guard but made me think. "Jimbo, do you like dating?" The question came after a discussion about dating versus tricking in getting to know people, and how Gurl is always so amazed by the number of dates that I go on.

My answer was, "Well of course I don't like dating for the sake of dating. I don't do it because I like the practice. I'm doing it to get to know people with the ultimate goal of finding that special someone some day." Dating is expensive, and sometimes uncomfortable or inconvenient. But I have nothing to complain about from the past year - I've met lots of wonderful guys and had some nice dinner conversations. But that doesn't always get you laid and the payouts aren't always worth the effort. I'm a big 'ol romantic girl at heart, and am looking for that spark of interest that makes me passionate about being with someone.

I wouldn't go so far to say singleness is an illness. I really like my private time to regenerate, and contrary to some may perceive I'm actually an introvert, if you go by the technical description of the personality type. I'm incredibly social when I'm well-rested and have had my private time to myself, but if I'm worn out from work or a tight schedule, I'm admittedly the last person you'll want to be around. I don't gain energy from socialization, I have to have energy in the bank before I socialize. That's why dating isn't actually enjoyable to me, because it takes energy, unless I'm energized by the person in question, which has been rare of late.

Anyhow, my current thoughts on the topic are much like what Gay Canuck in the Capital writes, as he seems to get that question quite often as well. I'm not going anywhere on this topic, because sometimes a blog is for venting and catharsis.

I am going snowboarding tomorrow with ski slope partner Skip, the Evil Veterinarian, out at Snowshoe in West Virginia. It might rain out there, which would make the slopes all icy, which sucks for snowboarding. Or it might come down as snow out there, which would be nice. Anyhow, I'm fortunate to have friends (with cars) who ski, because I gave up on that Yahoo Groups gay/les/bi/whatever ski group, becuase it struck me as a marketing vehicle for the travel industry. Not cool. I get enough SPAM in my e-mail box, and don't need to be part of a marketing effort under the guise of an organization.

Posted by jimbo at March 2, 2007 8:32 AM


There are worst things than being single. I approach dating as nothing more as a chance to meet new people and if something happens, so be it. My major relationships have always started with a "lightning bolt" moment... when we both know something is gonna stick. In between, any little fling is mostly filler, and I just enjoy life and not worry about it. I'll know when the next lightning bolt strikes.

BTW, I've given up on the Yahoo group ski thing also. I know which one you are talking about. I'm not sure how if the moderator condoned it or just stopped caring, but the spam was basically the only thing coming through.

Posted by: JD at March 1, 2007 5:24 PM

I know this goes without saying, but writing is theraputic. In fact, since the dawn of the net-age, it has actually saved lives. People's blogs can now disguise themselves as cries for help that the writer never suspected...allowing people into their lives that might never have existed otherwise. Sometimes it's a good thing. Sometimes it goes horribly wrong.

This is not to say, however, that Jimbo is throwing out any cries for help. Rather, one should consider all of the life-altering experiences they've had because of being able to write to the general nowhere, and read what people think in response. Besides the ego-boost the writer may gain from seeing that there really are people out there that listen and agree...and besides all of the potential arguments that get started over writing...exchange of information is a key part of humanity. The net has injected a booster shot of adrenaline into it...and blogging gave it that much needed cup of morning coffee. Lord knows I hate(d) dicussion boards and bulletin boards very quickly when personal domains came to light.

Unfortunately...people are losing their writing skills...meaning pencil, pen and quill. Hell, sometimes when I write my hand cramps up...which is surprising considering what else I use it for. ;-) Evolution always comes at a price. Let's just hope we don't evolve to androgony.


Posted by: A-Ron at March 1, 2007 6:27 PM

Lately, when I've gotten asked "the question," my response has been "Men. That's why." Usually in a low growl while shaking my head and rolling my eyes.

Posted by: Mike at March 1, 2007 10:04 PM

Maybe you and the Gay Canuck should date. Compare notes. Seems obvious.

Posted by: durban bud at March 1, 2007 10:23 PM

Dating is a bit like going to the gym.

Sometimes, it's a pain and it hurts, and sometimes you feel good afterwards and it's worth it. But if you don't do it, you'll get fat and... er... uh... what was my point again?

There's wisdom somewhere in that concept, I guess.

Posted by: palochi at March 2, 2007 2:13 AM

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