Blogging For Dummies

I laid outside in the sun today, stretched out awkwardly on a new, slightly uncomfortable lounge chair while reading The Secret and thinking about what I want in my life. I want to be able to travel, spend time with B, work on women’s issues and do lots of nerdy website stuff. While I do all of those things now, I have to fit them in around my job. (Which is nerdy website stuff, but for the man, not myself.)

I was looking at Dooce the other day and noticed she is able to support her family through advertising on her blog. How cool would that be? I could travel with B, work from the road, and spread feminism to the masses. Of course I added my blog with a million readers to my vision board next to Oprah, a house and a photo of B and I. I suppose it’s a far fetched idea, but with the words from The Secret buzzing in my mind I headed to the store to get a couple books on blogging I’d seen online last week.

They only had Blogging For Dummies, so I left the store empty handed, and on the drive home I kept thinking about Kindle. In the past month I’ve decided to stop buying cds. I had been resistant because I always loved having a giant music collection, but it’s so easy to just download music from iTunes. It’s immediate gratification.

I don’t think I’ll be switching to Kindle anytime soon, but it would have been nice to have today because I was pumped to read. I think about my iPod and wonder if I should just jump on the Kindle band wagon before my bookshelf overflows anymore. I love the image of a room in my house with floor to ceiling shelves on every wall filled with books, but is that going to be a thing of the past? I thought I’d keep collecting cds despite getting an iPod and now I’m moving away from that. Is it time to sell my giant stereo that’s been collecting dust for months before no one wants it anymore?

Also…I spent the morning watching Ninja Warrior and have to say I’m excited for Wipeout and I Survived a Japanese Game Show to start.

Help Desk

Apparently there is a neon sign above my desk at work that says Google, which is visible to everyone except me. Just because I work on the station website doesn’t mean my job includes answering all internet related questions.

Did you know that everyone can use Google, not just me? That’s right! So, my dear coworkers, now you don’t need to come ask me for the website/phone number/other random information…you can look it up yourself. Just go to Google.com and type into the little box and it will give you the information. Magic!

Also, just because I have the internet on my computer (as do most people in the building, including you annoying reporter person) doesn’t mean I want to send your email once a week when you can’t figure out how.

It’s not just coworkers…old people can also see this neon sign all the way from their living room couch. They call and when I answer I get a confused, way too loud “HELLOOO?!” Then they very slowly explain that they saw a story on TV weeks ago, but they don’t remember when or who reported it or really what it was about, and can I find the information. And you know what? Yes I can. I just GOOOGGGLEEE it! I’m an internet genius….don’t tell my secret!

My coworkers are funny: “I’m gonna kick your ass God almighty help you. You’re on my shit list. Shit list! Capital S H I T List.”

UPDATE: I was just asked by a coworker how to put contacts into a group on AOL…