Actually, this blog is splitting up.

Elsewhere in Dreams

EID will be my poetry and artistic endeavours spot, if you will. Pooh had one, why can’t I?

Okay, Whatever.

OKWE is for everything else, like rants about things you don’t care about, much.

This blog (the one you’re reading now) is winding down. Twitter imports have stopped, Google Reader Shared Items imports have stopped, and no posting will be happening. However, the content will remain (Geof willing) as long as it can. I’m not forwarding the blog either, as that would just be to gosh darn hard.

A bunch of my friends no longer blog. I’ve delisted them from the sidebar. I added Chris Hubbs back in because that just make sense.

Facebook happened, I think. Those of us who weren’t writers by temperament or by design stopped interacting with blogs and comments (it was too much effort) and started commenting on Facebook walls instead (far too little effort).

I don’t know if anything is lost in this transition. I don’t think so. There privacy of Facebook can be nice. I miss the openness of it all, though. I can honestly say I gained a few friends on the internet from blogging. I’ve only lost friends on Facebook. At my age it’s a lot easier to lose friends than to gain them.

How long will I keep this up, I wonder? I think as long as I’m making things, and thinking things, and want to write all those things down. I can accept that there are a lot of people out there who don’t care about that. They’re content to think things and have those thoughts boil off into the ether. There’s nothing wrong there. There are, after all, far too many thoughts and not enough time to write them all down.

So I soldier on. There’s that.

EDIT: SharedItems2Wordpress doesn’t work. My praise of it was, shall we say, premature. I’m using a different plugin now, one called RSS Digest. It does the same thing, but will work for any page with an RSS feed. It just so happens that my Shared items do indeed have an RSS feed.

I’ve installed and configured the wonderful SharedItems2wordpress plugin. You’ll see a digest of my Google Reader Shared Items in your feeds every day (if there’s anything to display). It’s not going to hit up the front page or anything, but if you really want to see an archive, you can search “google reader” on the sidebar and get the full list.

As of the writing of this post, that should pull up one post or so.

So just in case you want to use your Facebook login to effortlessly post comments here, you can do that. If you want. If you’re on Facebook all the live long day, you gigantic loser.

I’ve excluded daily Twitter digests from appearing on the front page, or in the feed. If you really, really want to see them for some reason, if you’re that strange person, if you’re really that crazy, and if you’re too lazy to actually follow me on Twitter, you can go ahead and search for “Twitter” or click on the “Twitter” tag in the sidebar, where you can sign up for that tag-specific feed. But really, that’s pretty nuts. You shouldn’t do that.

I’m 27.

Thank you, God. Prayer greases wheels…

• Today’s my mom’s birthday. Happy Birthday mom! I hope you read this blog every once and while… because I tried calling you and you were out getting milk.
• On the elevator up to our apartment yesterday, I realised I have a thing for churches whose names involve water somehow. I used to attend Living Water, then I attended The Bridge (is dead, long live The Bridge!), and now Laura and I are tenatively attending Freshwater in Mississauga. It’s a small church, quite similar in character to The Bridge, and from what I’ve heard thus far, the preaching has been absolutely spot on.
• That sort of brings to mind how blessed I’ve been with the sort of preaching I’ve been priviledged to hear over the last few years.
  • At Living Water, Pastor Vogel has the sort of passion for preaching you don’t get to hear much anymore, and a soft spot for alliterative bullet points (who doesn’t!). His sermons always provoked me to thought; sometimes I would fill entire sheets with observations about what I’d heard. I still have quite a few of those sheets at home, I think.
  • At The Bridge, Robb Powell, who also married me and Laura, had a sort of calm rationality about his preaching. He’d throw out so much stuff in one sermon that I’d almost get brain overload. I’d have to chew on it for hours later.
  • I haven’t heard much of Joel Main at Freshwater yet, but from what I have heard he has a remarkable capability for historical analysis and context, and a passion to bring Jesus to life (yes, I know the Holy Ghost already did that) and make him seem real in all his Godhead and humanity.
• This morning I poured hot water all over my hand. The throbbing has subsided, thankfully. I topped that off with spilling my tea all over the floor at work about two hours later. Frankly, I feel like an idiot. Or, like Chandler, I’m a dropper. It’s true.
• I’m currently gathering information about tasers. If you have a link or something, please do post it in the comments! I’ll be ever so grateful.

So, I’m married. I just thought the entire world should be aware of that, as my blog screams into the abyss that is the internet at large, a place where all small voices are lost to but an attentive few.

They’re both doing okay. The child’s name is Brianna. I am an uncle.