Yeah, I took this challenge a bit too seriously. I tend to do that. Then again, I only do these challenges and those surveys and such when I am not blogging. When I have no time to write or nothing interesting to say I turn to these question surveys in order to force my fingers across the keyboard. Truth be told I don't think I ever have anything interesting to say. But when i was blogging regularly that never mattered. I wrote only for the joy of writing.
And that is not completely honest either is it? I used to write in order to flirt. I used to write in order to get your goat or at least your attention. AOL first added this blogging tool back in '98 or something. That's when i discovered it anyway. And nobody was reading it so I just went off. Then I went onto MySpace and I got to see an actual count of how many people were reading my blog. You were still a single, anonymous reader but there were ten hits a day then twenty and eventually hundreds in a week, and people started commenting and interacting and I found some friends and some other writers and we had this community form. And still, I knew my readers from their onscreen names for the most part. Not as anonymous but still not IRL. Those whom I got to know where like minded individuals, other bloggers, and I was still free to express myself in far out ways and not cares so much about what you thought of me.
Now on facebook you are mostly friends and family. I edit myself before the fingers type the words. My anonymous reader is no more and I am wondering if this person read the note or if that person knew I was talking about them. I wonder if so and so catches the inside joke or if whatshername might find this useful. That is all fine and dandy except I prefer just typing out my thoughts first. I much more enjoy just starting out with a singular thought and wondering where it might go. So I have taken this challenge as a chance to blog.
Thirty days. Thirty songs. Thirty blogs for you to suffer through. Honestly, they are only a few paragraphs each and I am sure you will find a few nuggets of something good within them if you take the time to read them. Yes I am garnering traffic to my blog, and yes I am looking for comments and interaction and maybe even some small form of validation that I have words that people are willing to read.
So anyway, on to the challenge. I took a few days on this to find just the right song for the right occasion in each of these thirty questions. None of them were easy and for at least ten of them I settled below my wants. i don't have a favorite fckin song and how stupid of a fckin question is that, in other words! But in choosing these songs I did get sort of lost in my past a bit. I got wrapped up in why these songs meant something to me and yet one more look at parts of my life. It was enjoyable and painful and somewhat meandering, and I hope you are willing to take the journey with me.
So like I stated at the beginning of this post, I have no favorite song. I couldn't come close to even norrowing the field. I don't even have a favorite genre of music! So I went with Connor's favorite, which was still a toss-up, because when we are in the car, "bodies" by Drowning Pool, is his favorite. But this song I chose is his go to when he is playing Tony Hawk. He puts this song on repeat and for hours at a time all I get through the house is "oi. oi. oi. So I figured I would share this one with you.
I forgot how young we all used to be!
