In order to inaugurate this...this thing, I decided: what the hell. Let's think out of the box. What can I possibly write about which won't have the words 'comics' and 'hemingway' in it? Then it struck me like a deep, booming voice we've all come to know and love...why not write about the other four soon-t0-be-contributing-I-hope-fervently members of this merry band who blogs and does other things.
So, do I define this group individually, or, you know, as one indestructible unit we have lately become? I decided to go with the latter.
See, once upon a time, there was nothing. Nothing interesting enough to write about. And then suddenly, there was too much. And we love it that way. There was too much of fooling around, too much of indifference to serious matters, and too much of seriousness when the shit hit the fan. Too much of life. Too much of harmless fun. And too much of a need to find our footing. Especially while catching hold of remarkably hard baseballs.
So, when this little life form finally saw the light of day, it also identified within itself distinct sections. These sections were so diverse they almost tore each other apart. Well, not all of the sections...some of them. And yet, at the same time, they were so similar, they reveled in this similarity and decided they'd fare better as a team. And while the real life seldom supports entirely either alternative, when this form finally learned to strike a balance, it gave rise to something beautiful.
We haven't named it yet. Its still learning to walk. But thats probably because it was born to zoom around in rocket propelled boots anyway.
I'm choking with emotion now, and also because I read a message sent by one contributor a few days back and can't stop laughing.
This could be the start of something beautiful. Or tremendously ugly. But it'll be fun, whatever it is.
Friday, February 5, 2010
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