Okay, I felt like writin’ and ramblin’ so you all get stuck with a verbose Christmas Day of me posting to my blog. I am antsy, home alone, and writing my little ass off.
The Panther’s Tale – Albert Vanderburg is a voluntarily homeless Hawaiian who has been writing an unorthodox journal/blog of sorts for years. You have to delve deep into his archives for this blog to captivate you though. They can be hard to find and navigate. I wish he would move over to blogger. I actually sat and read all 9 years of entries one long weekend this summer. He is in his sixties now and has been under the weather due to an illness so his posts are not coming with the frequency that they once did. Albert captures the homeless lifestyle in a way no other online journalist ever has from the confines of a local University library. The Sleeptalker and other characters in his tales will feel like old friends if you give his journal a good afternoon read. I think the unorthodoxy of his journal is why his blog never really caught on. Once you start reading and get familiar with his characters, you will be hooked and stop by everyday to see how Albert is doing. I am drawn to people living such alternative lives and admire him for having the courage to get out of the “rat race.”
The Homeless Guy - I have often been a staunch critic of this guy over the years due to his caustic online persona he portrays, but his blog still captivates me. A friend of his who lives in Nashville emailed me not long ago to say in his defense that Kevin is nothing like his online persona and is a very nice guy, and that Kevin realizes he pisses people off sometimes with his online demeanor and tirades. I tend to trust this friend so that tempers my distrust and dislike of Kevin somewhat. This guy sure could burn bridges though with the way he handles things online. Caustic is the word. Still, you have to admit that he updates regularly and manages to keep up a blog despite being homeless. His archives and “retro” blog have relevant postings about homelessness going back for years. I wish him a Merry Christmas and hope that he is someday reunited with his kids that he has been estranged from for years. His recent post about addicts touched my heart as he never really writes about addiction on the streets. I have walked that path and may yet do so again.
Waiterrant – Waiter taught me by reading to get out and experience things to drum up posts for my blog. I would get out and actively seek out experiences with George and the gang just so my readers would have something interesting to read as I found their colorful lives to be so vibrant. It could also make for a chaotic and harrowing personal life filled with miscreants, drunkards, and crack heads so that’s why I rarely write about the gang these days. It just wasn’t healthy for my social life. I was George’s drinking buddy and when I stopped drinking so much, he stopped coming around everyday. I was also under the delusion that I could someday support myself by writing a journal, but quickly became disillusioned when it grew hard to keep up with posting and crafting such tales and so few showed up to read. I was a definite labor of love for awhile though. I don’t think the tales of George and the Gang is over just yet. Maybe, I will catch a second wind and stamina to keep up with this busy group of fellas.
And drum roll please…
The Story of my Life – This is what blogging should really be used for. For far-a-flung friends to be able to actually read along as you live your life. Annabel has to be one of the most stalwart and prolific bloggers I have ever come across and I admire her diligence with sharing her busy daily life with us. I am a detail minded person and love reading about the minutia that would probably bore most other readers. I know that if I want to see how a friend is doing then I can just get online and see how. It’s amazing we live so far away, and yet I feel like I know her so well and we have never met in real life. I was there when Josh’s dad committed suicide. I was there when she experienced the elation of having a new/used car. I was around for the new teaching job. I wish my life could more emulate hers. I want a boring everyday sort of life for a change. I get tired of the drama my life sometimes entails.
Honorable mentions include:
The Thoughts of a Frumpy Professor – I have never found a more stalwart and earnest online friend in this good man and he updates regularly which is paramount to keeping me as a reader. Pipe Tobacco has been with me from the beginning of my virgin blogging and homeless days. The Homeless Guy says I wasn’t really homeless since I was living in a tent though and had a stable income – I think. Well, I didn’t actually grow up wanting to be in his exclusive club anyway. Harrumph! lol
Wheel – This special person just happened across me on the internet. It takes a forward person like this to befriend me due my social anxieties. We even talk on the phone from time to time and you have to be damn special for me and my phone centered phobias to sit and talk with ya. She even alerted the local authorities when I disappeared during my recent stay in the hospital. Abbagirl is the type of person I want to fill my social life with. Good hearted people who care and will go an extra mile for a friend. I will always do the same for you, gal.
Oh, I could go on and on about all the wonderful people I have met online Blogging like Sue, Cheryl, Liz, and others. It would be too long to list them all and there is not enough time in the day. I hope I didn’t leave anyone feeling left out. I read you all everyday that comment. I am just terribly shy about commenting in return. Maybe, that is an obtainable goal to give back by commenting this New Years. I have become connected with so many people though that it would take hours to read and comment upon all the blogs that I read.