I’ve never been well-liked in my entire life. I believe there must be some thing inside me that did not get sufficient attention as a kid or some thing simply because I seem to find myself searching for it all the time. I believe about some of the career paths I have walked down: I’ve been a musician, a pastor (who gets to get on a platform and speak to people ? obtaining attention ? even if I do have some thing selfless to say ? I like the feeling I get when I really feel like people &quotget it&quot ? anyone else have this in typical?), I’ve been a stand-up comedian (here, t’s a actual stress to get people to like you simply because if they do not, they let you know quick). I even began &quotblogging&quot simply because a lot of great bloggers are out there and they seem to know how to type just the right issues to get lots and lots of feedback. Heck, I figured I’d attempted every thing else, why not see if I get some feedback, too. And you know what I found out?

Blogging is frackin’ hard! And what is the entire stage of a blog? To get comments. Sure, it is! You know great and nicely that to create issues simply because you have to simply &quotget them off your chest,&quot you could create in a diary or a journal (by journal, I imply, the &quotbook,&quot not the &quotwebjournal&quot). You could even type it on your computer and conserve it away in your &quotMy Documents/Personal Diary of two am Ideas.&quot Nobody would actually have to see it. But, you do not. Why? Simply because we have some thing inside us that wants people to give a crap! We do not want our ideas to stay silent. Particularly controversial ideas. Why? Maybe simply because controversial ideas gain Attention! And with attention comes what? More feedback. And I am no various. Musician. Artist. Comedian. Pastor (Really, I ought to use the phrase &quotPreacher&quot here instead of pastor.). And now, Blogger. The only distinction is that nobody reads my weblogs. Nicely, if they do, they seldom comment on them.

I got fired simply because I blogged. I needed attention. I got attention all right. And you know what? I still blog! Why? Simply because I am an idiot? No, simply because I figure somewhere out there, somebody may just treatment sufficient about what I am saying that they’ll comment back. Maybe even get a entire revolution of weblogs going. Who understands? Maybe I could be 1 of those &quotExpert Bloggers&quot ? you know who you are, if you are even studying this – that draws conversations and large dialogues over at my blog simply because I am just cool sufficient to get people’s attention.Only I am not cool sufficient.

And I’ve commented on other weblogs. My, oh my, how I have commented and “prostituted” myself all over the blogosphere. Who cares, I guess. Some guys (and gals) are really well-liked. They can create, “I had an orange today,” and they still obtain thirty-five comments (“Hey, Me too!” – by JoeBlogg, amongst thirty-four others saying, “Hey, I love oranges!”). Nothing for me, though. Sadly, I really make up my personal comments and place fake names on them just so if by some chance somebody comes along and reads it, they’ll believe, &quotThis guy must be cool. He must be well-liked. Individuals are commenting on his.&quot Sadly, I have done this prior to.

I am a failed blogger. I could hang my head in shame and bow out gracefully. But, I will most likely continue to publish these random ideas simply because by some means, it means some thing to me. Who understands? Maybe tomorrow, somebody will see it and the entire &quotEmerging Pilgrim Blog Revolution&quot begins. And if not, maybe I’ll just consider it on the street. Time as soon as once more to hit the Comedy Clubs. At minimum there if I do not get laughs, I’ll get some meals out of the deal.

Bryan Thompson is a humorist and living in Marianna, FL.