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Dharma Beatdown: November 2008

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

I agree with Bradley Sands

There's something wrong in the blogosphere. Maybe the wrong thing is us.

I got to meet Bradley for the first time at BizarroCon over the weekend. It was a relief to find that he was not nearly as intimidating as I feared him to be, but instead endearing and quite possibly in the final throes of syphilitic agony. jk, bradley, bff omg.

He asked me why I haven't been blogging in a while, as he himself had not been. We both had the same problem with converse lead-ups and solutions. Bradley had been talking about his personal life, and was done with it. I had been talking about whatever, and was done with it.

As you may know, I am in the midst of a Kafka-esque custody battle. One of the defeats I have suffered is that I can only see my kids at a supervised facility, and don't get much of a chance to talk about any real issues with them. The weekend before the con was the first time I talked to them about being with Kayla and how they were going to have a new little sister. Leading up to that, it felt...bourgeouis to me to have this momentous issue to deal with and then at the same time to be blogging about how Justice uses sidechain compression or some shit.

Well, I've talked to the kids. The struggle continues. My blog is still here. Justice still pumps a pretty mean sidechain. Bradley Sands came up with the idea that instead of blogging about our lives how they really were, we should just lie. Make up some completely random interesting crap, so it doesn't take so much out of us. Well, isn't what we already do with the writing? I don't know if he's already doing that strategy. I'll have to be very careful reading his blog posts, especially the ones that say how handsome I am.

Not sure what my strategy will be. I think since I am of a certain persuasion, I can swallow the dilemma and move forward. Back on the worst horse.

Next blog: more on the con, how awesome it was and how it ultimately made me feel like shit.