Friday, April 16, 2010

In Defense of Shit Writing

The post below is unmitigated shit. I know it. I knew it as I was writing it. It felt wrong but I couldn't stop...sort of like when you eat that slightly off mayo sandwich on a hot summer day. You repent after it's done but that doesn't prevent you from spending a significant part of the next day on the crapper.

Why don't I delete it?

Because there's no shame in being mediocre. At least not when I'm mediocre. I want the post to remain online, in the public domain so that I can maintain perspective. To remind myself that sometimes I'm a bit crazy and all over the place. That sometimes I do things without caring too much. That I'm only blogging, not curing cancer or building cryogenic engines.

That I spend too much time explaining myself after.
My therapist is on holiday. That might be it.

And might I add...Dey-AM, Sendhil Ramamurthy is smokin' hot.


  1. I enjoyed your post. Stay strong. As is evident from your posts you can hold your own, let them hold the car keys, believe me, you can hold their attention even without cricket. If one recanted every time a man's attention wandered we'd all be wearing push up bras just to get a word in edgewise. As Dr. Seuss said, "Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind."

  2. Thank you Anonymous - for all the gifts bestowed today :)

  3. Haha I have been through a number of such moments. My logic is, unless you write crap, people won't recognize what isn't crap. I even wrote a blog post on it once.

  4. Absolutely loved your post...shall put away that bottle of sleeping pills then :)
    Ya. I need to relax a bit. And I did. I followed this post up with an even more banal and crappy one.
    Thanks for dropping by. I'm super stoked you did.