Kicked Off the Blogroll

I need to step my blog game up. Last week I was sad to see that I was removed from one of my friend's blogroll. I could have been angry because I was not given an heads-up, but several reasons halted my emotions from crossing that line:

I You Have a Blog (n-), One Must Blog (v-)

The most successful (steady viewer- and reader-ship) blogs are those that are constantly updated. I HATE to visit a blog that hasn't been updated in months, even weeks. Why would I want to read your post from 3 weeks ago, at first visit? So much has happened in my life since then, that is the time portal I'd walk away from. And if you don't care enough about your blog to update it, why should I?

I have been slacking considerably on blog updates, I haven't written a post in a bout a month, sans quotes. If I'm gonna have a blog, I must be a blogger. I notice I veer away from titles - I need to start embracing them, they sound good when you're speaking to people. But hey, I'm the same girl who says I just have a degree in Sociology, when I have a concentration in Criminology, and two minors in Psychology and Women's Studies - I don't give myself enough credit. I'll work on that.



Our Blogs Cover Different Genres

Mine tends to be a diary of sorts, his...is not! A lot of himself is put into the blog (successful, I must say) because he spends a lot of time updating it and being very receptive to suggestions for content and opportunities (at least from my perspective). So this is not to impose a hierarchy on our blogs - they're just different.

I put a lot of myself into my blog in a different way, this is me - usually in its most unadulterated, raw form. Ok, maybe not too raw or unadulterated cuz nothing has been too "out there". But I do think that holds me back the same way I go on long hiatuses from writing poetry because I cannot, will not, do not want to deal with those feelings or thoughts I have going on in here. I will work on that too.

My Blog Posts Tend to be Very Long

...thats not gonna change! 

Do regular guys still have a shot?.MP4

Valentine's Day Afterthought (quotables)

"...ultimately, marriage is not about getting something -- it's about giving it."

-Tracey McMillan

QUOTEABLES

"We don't want to promote color blindness. We want to recognize and understand what's in front of us. The same denial exists when they think we're in some post-racial environment. You remember? Right after we elected Barack, some thought that since we've elected a black man, everything's OK. As if that would solve all of our problems."

Michael Fosberg

My fellow bloggist (Helena Andrews)

The Downside of Love...

#EverydayB

“I don’t know how to take that…you said the other one was cool and I thought he was an asshole!”

Asshole or not, I love him. And frankly I’m tired of the people in my life thinking it is okay for them to make snarky, unwanted comments about that love or the one whom I love. I don’t need your comments to make me question my judgment or think about him. I don’t need that reminder to think about him. I think about him every day! Yes, everyday! I don’t need your comment to make me re-aware that I think about him every day! Every day he crosses my mind in some fashion, whether it’s a wave of anger, regret, resentment, nostalgia – regardless of the emotion, I am thinking of him. And your negative comment does not help my healing, it does not help me push him out of my head or my heart for that matter. I have chosen not to speak of him, because there is no need, he is with me EVERY DAY. And this asshole (me) is working on trying to rid myself of my thoughts of him every day and your decision to comment on him is not only annoying and hurtful, but adds to the difficulty of moving beyond every day to no days!

Thoughts on the *Dr. Gosnell Incident*

I'm trying to decide which way to go in this post -how long it should be, how political, how correct, how racial, how feminist, how endearing, how angry, how sad...I just don't know, but here I go:

I want to believe that at one time Dr. Kermit Gosnell was an advocate and a crusader for those without a voice, poor women (and men & families) of color who had few options for family planning (?), or medical care in general. I read that shortly after receiving his medical degree he opened up a methadone clinic and the now infamous women's clinic in one of the poorest neighborhoods in West Philadelphia. Brownie points all around.

But that's where my props end. The point where he decided to not only take advantage of women, not just of color, but also to exploit them in a vulnerable situation is where he loses my reverence.