ADD, OCD, and the Internet

I’ve recently added 1938media to my Greader subscription list. One of the contributors, Adam Daniel Mezei, posts video blogs on a range of subjects. In a recent item he equated creativity with having VD. It is a rather strange comparison, but he did make a couple of interesting observations. The prime one being that one needs to exercise their craft on a daily basis. I don’t know about you, but I fail miserably in that department. It seems that everything else in the universe becomes more important than putting words together in some sort of coherent order. With that thought, let me conveniently dive into the subject of this article.

The Internet is a great resource; perhaps too great. Practically anything can be found if one knows how to search properly, but that is a con as well as a pro. With 25 tabs open, each with links to more pages, it’s easy to get diverted miles away from where you originally started. It starts off innocent enough.

Dude! I’ve got to try this new piece of software, but first I’ve got to watch the features video, read the documentation, download the other software that makes this piece work even better, read the forum, (which has suggestions about another programs that do the same thing…only better), and then I may unzip it and look at it tomorrow..along with the other PDFs and shit I downloaded.

Now, while I’ve done that, my Greader and Twitter accounts have both increased their entry count tenfold. I imagine you can see where this heads. When the OCD and the ADD kicks in, it’s time to walk away and reevaluate for a minute…before you go stark raving fuckin’ mad.

Happy surfin’

A Short Rant

From previous blog posts, I think it’s been established that I’m an alcoholic. (It’s a real bitch. “Let’s meet for drinks” is synonymous with: “Hey, mind if I shoot you in the head”.) It’s not like it’s been a really big secret anyway. Passing out in strange places will give people the impression that you just might have a small drinking problem. Anyway, this is not true confession time. I writing this post to point out something I’ve noticed. 

I’ve observed a tendency in certain people to attribute all of an alcoholic’s problems as a result of their drinking. This is a convenient excuse for nefarious mother******s to sabotage and screw over people. I’ve seen it happen and I hate it. Mean-spiritedness is one of my biggest pet peeves.