Tuesday, January 29, 2008


Once upon a time
we used to ask the question:
"What's the meaning of life?"

In the beginning we woke up in the morning, went out,
clobbered some animal, went home, cooked it,
and shared it with our kids and women.

Somehow sometime someone figured out how to write.

Then we invented the printing machine.
We started to read about other peoples lives.
In earnest.

Many a lousy book has since been printed.
Gossip rags have invaded our lives.
We've become dependent on information.
Useful or useless or senseless or charmless or harmless or

And now we blog.
But nobody reads our blogs.

What is the meaning of blogging?
Why spread all this crap right out into cyberspace?
Because we can?

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