… if not exactly a mistake. See, I’ve already got a blog right here:
It’s been over there on Blogger since 2007, and given that I have enough trouble writing posts for that one, there’s no reason to post here. Anything’s possible, of course — after all, nature does abhor a vacuum — so maybe I’ll end up using this space for things that don’t really fit over at Blood, Sweat, and Tedium, but for the moment, if you’re interested in my take on life in Hollywood below-the-line, hit the link above.
“WTF?” you might well wonder. Why start another blog when I had no intention of posting?
A totally legitimate question.
It’s like this — all I wanted to do was comment on a post at the Time Magazine TV critic’s blog, but (for reasons I do not understand) this required registering with WordPress. No problem, right? Wrong — being something of a digital illiterate, my efforts to register (clicking on buttons willy-nilly as they popped up on screen) somehow resulted in the sudden, unexpected, and unwanted appearance of this non-blog blog.
“So what?” I thought. “Who’s gonna notice?”
I should have known better — in outer-space no one can hear you scream, but here in cyberspace, you can’t even hiccup without somebody (or lots of somebodies) hearing the echoes. Imagine my chagrin when only one day later, the Patron Saint and Queen of All Industry Blogs herself, Peggy Archer, left a “get on with it” comment.
So much for anonymity.
We’ll see. Maybe I’ll end up liking WordPress better than Blogger, and try to do something worthwhile with this space, but right now I’m buried at work, with a very full plate and no time for much else.
I apologize to anyone who stumbles here by mistake hoping to find something new and fresh. All I can say is “Do not pass Go. Do not collect two hundred dollars. Go directly to jail.”
For the moment, you know where the Hollywoodjuicer’s real blog is. As for this one, time will tell.
Oh, and “Mr. WordPress” can go fuck himself…