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September 02, 2005

'casts and wow, I wrote something that wasn't a blogpost.

So I'm currently downloading the THIRD episode of this podcast I have yet to listen to because I've been listening to stuff I know is good. I really don't doubt in the least that its good. My good friend if I'm pretending I'm friends with Quasi-famous podcasters Mur mentioned and lead me to it. So I doubt it's bad, perse. But, you know, maybe I'll be let down and then I'll have like 3 hours of podcasting on my MP3 player for nothing? I dunno. Also, I think I should listen to Skepticality. I think I'll stick that in iPodder now, too. Dunno why I should. Just keep hearing the name. The premise sounds interesting, though.
You've probably heard me say this enough, but I am totally fucking in love with Podcasting. Work at Kohl's has never been more entertaining, and I really can't even fathom how I was able to survive these late-night shifts without wonderful geek talk radio in my ears. Mayhaps that's why I'm doing two attempts at bad podcasting? Showing my love by creating horrid aborted-type versions of what I love? I dunno. I think I've explained why I'm audio blogging (because I write blog entries to myself in my head all the time, and this might be an outlet for those). Don't think I've explained my push for Crappy Asst, though (Which will have a new episode up tommorow night). The explanation is simple: I think me and my friends can be very witty, and I'm often sad that some of the cooler things we come up with get lost because of them not being entertaining out of context or just forgetfulness. So I guess this is a way for me to, you know... try to preserve those things. But as I've said, this new episode will have content. So it's exciting.
I've wrote two new things. I'm as shocked as you are. One is an essay, one is a poem. Both are fairly angsty? But have enough realism there that I do not hate them. They are not angst solely for angst's sake. I don't have the poem up anywhere, but if you really want to read the essay, it's called Tiny World of Nothing and you can download the word thing here. If you do read it, for the love of gods let me know what you think. I need feedback to revise, and I know it could use some revisions.
I talk about what I'm going to do with Poetfox.com all the fucking time, but I think I've finally come up with a plan that I will do. This is because it takes little to no effort on my part. I'm going to put folders, one of essays, one for poems, one for other, if I create something that doesn't fit into those two things. I am going to have Droid lazyarchive them like he has my podcast archive. Then I am going to use the spiffy picture Mama is drawing for me right now and make sort of a... launch page for my now almost-network of websites. Links will go to those folders, if you want to see my stupidthings. There will be a small update log on it, so you'll know if something's new (or you can just check here, of course, cause I'm like that). It'll link to Crappy Asst. It'll link to here. It'll be really simple and require very, very little updating aside from me writing more which I hope to gods I keep doing. Anyway, that's the current plan. Bug me and make it happen.
But seriously, I'm so proud of myself for writing some stuff, even if it is all kinda angry/depressed. If I can produce some blogposts, a crazy/stupid/fun/notlistenedto podcast, a poem, and an essay every week, then damn, I'm doing awesome on the creative front, I'd think.
Oh, I thought about reading my essay on the audioblog, but I decided I didn't want to directly rip off my fake podcasting friend Mur, so, you know, I didn't. But if you people like Ecks and Tol and Brer (Ecks and Tol seriously asked me if I had done more audio blogs, it was totally INSANE) want to actually hear me read that shit, then I will. Cause, you know, you're my "audience" I suppose. Something along those lines anyway. Might be interesting to hear how I read it. I dunno.
I look at the feedburner stats, and like... I have more hits than I should. I have about like... 10-12 downloads every time I put something up. That's fucked up. If that many people actually listen to it, I bet that means I have like twice that many that check my blog. And seriously, that is scary. Am I really that interesting? I don't see it. But then again, I always say that.
I'll go to bed. Maybe I'll even wake up early enough to do my homework before class. You never know. Crazier things have happened. Check out Crappy Asst 2 tommorow. It's going to be much better than the first. I can feel it. At the least, it'll be slightly more focused.
Night!

Posted by poetfox at September 2, 2005 02:46 AM

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