A blog post in lieu of other blog posts

Friends and me at Hendry Wines a couple of weeks ago. One of many things I meant to blog about….

OK, so I have this friend, and she has a great blog.

Why is it great? Well, she writes well, has a good sense of humor, talks about interesting things and isn’t afraid to have an opinion. But, I honestly think that is only 50% of why it is a great blog. The other 50% is because she posts very regularly.  She wrote four times in July, actually a small amount for her, but still once a week. When you go to her blog, you know you are likely to see a post, and be entertained.

Now, me on the other hand? I think I have an ok blog. I am still trying to find a good balance from being enthusiastic over stuff, and talking too much, and also writing about whatever is interesting in the moment, and not just when something is amazing. But my number one problem is I do not do it enough, and I do not blog on a consistent schedule. I’m a little bit better at keeping my tumblr going, but that is mostly because of reblogs.

I’m trying to change that, but it seems unlikely.
So this post is a round up of things I have meant to blog about, basically since January.
Some may end up being posts of their own eventually, but most will not. As it is kind of a ramble, I will put it behind a tag.

2012 Things I Meant to Blog About:

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A love of music, thanks to those who loved it first.

Saturday night, 10p, Joe, Robert and I are the obnoxious people everyone hates riding the subway. We are making the L our personal car service, laughing, shouting, and eventually getting into a semi-intense conversation of our Personal Music History. It was a fun to reminisce, and a neat comparison as we are close in age but with such different tastes overall.

As we continued to talk, what struck me most was how much of the music I love, came to me thanks to other people. In fact, we were on our way to dance insanely at Brooklyn Bootie – a SF transplant (like me!) that features all mashups, all-the-time.  As I am mostly not a pop music kind of gal, I would not have been anywhere near that party or even that train (I mean, Williamsburg? I am so not that cool) were it not for the lovely lads who accompanied me. Both absolutely adore mashups, and because I adore them, I decided to listen. And found myself rocking out, like you wouldn’t believe, to crazy things like Miley Cyrus mashed up with Biggie. So that was fun.

The song is called “Party and Bullshit in the USA.”

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