I’ve been on blogger now for years. What I always liked about it was how user friendly it is. For bloggers. What I’ve always lamented over however is how my friends and family always have a hard time commenting on my posts or interacting on the site altogether. But truth be told I’m not all that internet savvy myself. I just like to write and make pretty things and post them. But if I want to keep up with this blogging thing I have to finally say goodbye to what my friend Simon refers to as the MySpace of blogging. That being Blogspot. So as of this post I’m moving on.
I’m officially making the move to wordpress, something I admit to struggling with. You should see me all frustrated on the keyboard. There are just so many options. So many terms I don’t know. Tabs that take me to pages that don’t make sense. It all makes me feel so out of the loop. But this is for art’s sake after all and the one thing that drove me away from blogger is the one thing that wordpress has got down. The comment option. On wordpress blogs its easy for anyone to leave a comment and start a dialogue with the blogger or other readers. That’s what I want for my blog. So lets get to talking folks.
I do want to say how much I loved my time on blogger and saying goodbye to my little dugaldo.blogspot.com is worth getting sentimental over. I had so many creative outbursts on that blog and infinitely more blogs that floated around me throughout my day and dissipated before I got my lazy ass to a computer. That little old blog and the things we did together even brought me attention that for as much as I reveled in, had no idea what to do with. I let myself get personal on that blog and sloppy and provocative and whiny and belligerent and love-lorn and nostalgic and 95 percent of the time all I really ever did on that blog was day dream. That was the original premise of the blog. “If I never get to live that life, at least I get to dream it up.” And boy did I. But before I knew it. Damn. The dreams I was mulling around in my head started turning into real life and life started feeling like a dream.
The other night at Charlie’s I’m sitting down queazy as all hell in a pretty vintage dress and my girls Vida and Michelle are there to make sure I don’t puke just before my second number. My handsome boyfriend is off either getting me water and or chatting it up with some boys and my cute co-worker Jacob brings a shot just for me. If I drink it I am sure to vomit. So he leaves it with me and walks off. My girls wonder who the hot guy is. And then Vida busts out with “You are really living the life Dugaldo.” And in a delirium of nausea I smile and agree.
Now everything in that little blurb I just dropped is 100 percent true. The mundane and the absurd. On my old blog my biggest regret was letting all those unwritten blogs just float away into the matrix. So much life and art unshared. But what we did share was cool. So while I’m saying goodbye to blogger I’m also bringing with me all the old posts and comments. So we can remember where we came from. But we are about to do something together that is honestly up to all of us. I have many ideas and I’ll be working out the kinks as we go but I’m open to suggestions. Just comment.
Let’s consider this a soft open if you will. The menu isn’t quite finished. We’ll test out a few dishes and see what we think. But let’s keep it up. Together. And welcome each other to BLOGALDO.COM.