Snappy the Clam

Poor Dave. We never write, we never call.

Oh for codsakes, get over yourself already. Maybe you need your own magazine. Weblog Life. Oh wait, you are your own magazine already. Are weblogs ever going to be about anything but the revolutionary nature of weblogs again? I'm starting to think that it was a lot more revolutionary before it started being almost entirely self-referential, which in a largley post-modern world may be impossible, I realize, but Jesus. Most of SN has become one long ad for UserLand products, a sort of constant infomercial complete with washed-up former MTV veejay.

If I have any hope for weblogs at all to get over the Kevin Kelly tone, it's been through a link I got from feelinglistless on MetaTalk, which loads a random weblog. There's a damn lot of blogs out there, and most of them, thank God, are being written by people who aren't only interested in the revolutionary nature of weblogs. Who are actually writing about what's happening in their lives. I find this stuff much more refreshing than the endless rounds of navel-gazing self-congratulation rampant in whatever may have passed for the "A-list" long ago, before the A-list took delivery on their Black Helicopters and became the new generation of pundits. If you're going to SXSW, you probably think about this stuff too much. And I'm probably talking about it too much. Nuff said.