OMG! Whatever.

I love bookstores. I could spend hours getting lost in random passages.

My perusal usually starts with the "featured" tables, followed by "Literature". I then subtly meander over and spend WAY too much time in "Self Help", and end in the "Children's" section to remind myself that life was once innocent after ingesting morbid (and often laughable) content in the aforementioned section. Basically, Apologize, Apologize, followed by Atlas Shrugged, a much needed Women Who Love Too Much and for dessert Sylvester and The Magic Pebble.

It's quite possibly one of my favorite things to do. Which is the one and only reason I an hesitant to buy an eReader (ok, iPad).

So onto the point of my story...

I came across a book called OMG! How to survive 101 of life's most f*cked situations. It's one of those novelty jobs, but I picked it up looking for a little humor. I happened to open to this scenario:

"Your Friend's Blog Sucks"

Yes, I really did. Right to it, which goes on to describe the situation as having a friend who makes you read her blog that sucks, and how to deal with it.

So...first, I don't think hating your friend's blog is one of "life's most f*cked situations". If it is, I'm sorry for you. Second, don't read it. Period.

What irritated me about this "scenario" is it didn't tell you what to do (because the answer is obvious), but went on to say (in so many words) that most blogs are vehicles for self-absorbed people who enjoy crying to the world.

And YOUR book is a fad with horrible clip art for those lacking in intelligence, you talentless hack.

That expressed, I won't go so far as to say there isn't some truth to it. People who can't write should not write blogs. But of course, we know that's not the case. Just go read any of hundreds of "company" blogs.

Those that can will of course write from personal experience or areas of passion. It's what makes a good writer, well, good. And the audience able to relate, I might add.

In any event, this of course does not apply to yours truly...seeing as my blog doesn't suck and I don't make anyone read it.

I can be self-absorbed at times, but if I wasn't then you wouldn't be entertained now would you? 

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