Frequency Dip

Yesterday I started to chastise Ryan for not writing more, and then I remembered that I hadn't been writing much myself. So who was I to talk? Well, personally I think Ryan has much more interesting stories to tell than I do. I'm lucky because I get to work with Ryan and hear them straight from the horses mouth.

You, the internet user? Not so much...

Unfortunately I think a lot of the stories really aren't meant for public consumption. Lots of stories about things on campus that we just can't write about in public. I don't think we're afraid of being fired so much as the feeling that we might be stepping on toes. Maybe that's just the big coward in me coming out and Ryan has a completely different perspective on it. Either way, there is a lot of interesting stuff we can't write about at the current time. But for future reference let me drop a hint, FTE. You probably won't know what that means, and even if you do I have provided no context. But someday I hope to be able to publish my FTE story.

A couple of Saturdays ago I had a nice summation of what had been going on at work and other areas of my life. Not much has changed since then. Life in Chico is really starting to sink in. Things go a little slower here.

Sure I have rambled on about politics here, on Go Back To Sleep America, and the occasional posting at Forwarding Address:OS X. But for the most part I haven't been putting much daily life down in bits. I mentioned to Ryan that it was great too go back and read stuff that you wrote a year ago, two years ago, and so on.

But there is a part of me that has come to despise putting daily life down in bits for google to consume. Sure a few friends drop by to see what incoherent rant I'm off on today, and to those that do I say thank you, but for the most part it's bots reading my pages. Looking at my logs more pages are consumed by bots than by humans. Just take a look at the zeitgeist. I feel bad because I know that most of the people coming to these pages from google or yahoo aren't getting what they were looking for. They wanted information and probably got some lame ass post that I wrote thinking I was clever, funny, or insightful. If they were lucky I at least had a link to what they were really looking for. But I stole a little time from them. Time they will never get back.

I have become a time thief and google is my accomplice. You have just been robbed.