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So it’s blog chain time again over at Absolute Write and being the masochist that I am, I’ve signed up yet again. Not that it’s painful to do a blog chain but considering how much I have on my plate, adding anything else threatens to crack it.
Gillian, the food lady that went before me, talked about fasts and fish allergies. I’m still trying to figure out how that relates to the theme of the chain, new beginnings, but I guess it relates back to rebooting which was talked about a few links back. To fast is to deny yourself something for an extended period of time then gorge once you can have it again. You purge (reboot) and gorge (repeat the vicious cycle). At least that’s my view of it, hence children giving up candy and swallowing whole Cadbury Creme Eggs on Easter. It makes sense.
Spring is in and of itself a new beginning. A new yearly beginning and my time of suffering. Right around the time the trees and shrubbery are starting anew, my eyes start to get itchy and the sneezes come in droves. Damn pollen, how reactive you make me. It’s starting earlier this year which sucks big time. Usually I don’t feel much until closer to May. Being the beginning of April, this is a sure fire sign that this year’s fresh start is going to make me suffer like a Red Sox fan with statistics (that would make more sense if I linked to the post but I’ll be reposting it here soon anyway, you’ll get it then).
A blog chain is a pretty cool thing that allows other people to wander into your blog, comment on your post and then wander back out to write something relatively relating to what you posted, hence the “chain” effect. Also, as I’ve already said, it’s done in your blog, hence “blog.” Put the two together and we have a “blog chain.” One person starts by writing a post. The next person writes a post based on that and so on and so forth until the chain ends. It’s also a shameless means of self-promotion and an ego-boost to see your blog stats jump for a couple weeks.
DTKelly wrote about how, in reality, your dog owns you, not the other way around. Of course, as any dog owner knows, that couldn’t be more true. What parent would allow their kid to gnaw the hell out of their comforter while simultaneously disemboweling it or constantly pee on the floor (he is house trained, I swear, he’s just a bastard) without shipping them off to a boarding school? Or a psychologist? While he doesn’t get away with it, I’m not going to string him up from the rafters either but don’t get me wrong, sometimes the urge creeps it’s way up. I fight it back and I just end up with a popped capillary.
