July 21, 2005

so fickle

Blogging is weird. I've discussed this strange phenomenon with a lot of other bloggers and they've all had the same experience. You put a lot of thought and effort into a post, write your heart out, believe that it's a fricking MASTERPIECE.... and nobody pays a damn bit of attention to it. No comments. No trackbacks. No nothing.

Then, you just throw a piece of shit against the wall and discover, often to your total amazement, that you've touched a live wire. You see all the comments and the readers you've stirred and you wonder... WTF? How did THAT POST trigger so much interest when the one I thought was good didn't?

Stop wondering. If there's a logic to this process, I haven't found it yet. Just keep throwing shit at the wall. You never know what's gonna stick and what ain't. But if you DON'T throw it, nothing ever sticks.

As for myself, I still have a P-38 can opener that I believe is one of the most simple, yet efficient tools I've ever owned. I think I paid 50 cents for it and I've had it for almost 20 years now. I use a nice hand-crank model in my kitchen, but if I'm camping... the P-38 is what I take with me.

Fuck an electric can opener.

Comments

My mom always had an electric can opener and that damn thing worked well for years. The few that I've tried buying as an adult ALL sucked. They apparently don't make anything like they used to.

Posted by: Chablis on July 21, 2005 01:10 PM

The thing is Acidman, most of your posts are pretty ordinary and boring. When you do something really stupid, or say something really outrageous is when it gets good. But even then it's not because of what you write, it's the comments that attract attention. It's interesting to watch a man crash and burn. No crash, no burn, you're as boring as the next blog. Do something really stupid--like post naked pictures of your son on the Web, then people will come to your site just to see the burning crash.

Trust me on this.

Posted by: Annie on July 21, 2005 01:26 PM

Got one on my keyring my pipaw gave me when I was about 7. It was his in the war. Best thing he ever gave me.

Posted by: gravdigr on July 21, 2005 01:35 PM

Annie, are you the fat bitch who showed up at my door one night looking like an NFL defensive lineman and wanting to fuck?

If so, please go away. And STAY GONE this time.

Posted by: Acidman on July 21, 2005 01:43 PM

I'm not shocked anymore. Nothing surprises me after seeing the response he got after writing about a friggin pencil sharpener.

Posted by: Key on July 21, 2005 02:15 PM

Suspect everyone knows about can openers but damn few know about politics, human resources management, or how to gravel for spuds.

Posted by: GUYK on July 21, 2005 02:43 PM

I once opened a can of pork and beans with a 12 gauge. Don't ask!

Posted by: Ed on July 21, 2005 02:46 PM

Rob, I've noticed it too: you just never know which piece of shit will stick to the wall.

Try as I might, I've never figured it out. Guess I'll just keep throwin' shit...

Posted by: Elisson on July 21, 2005 02:47 PM

Every now and then we're reminded that we evolved from monkeys.

Now I know why THEY love throwing crap. Its apparently FUN!

Posted by: Jane on July 21, 2005 03:13 PM

Same thing happens to me. I'll write something naughty that I think will make people crazy and the crickets chirp. I'll write something stupid or silly, and I get a thousand emails.

Makes no damn sense.

Posted by: blondage on July 21, 2005 03:34 PM

I still have a P-38 on my keychain I've been carrying around for about 20 years also. My wife is my can opener when I am at home.

Posted by: assrot on July 21, 2005 03:42 PM

I have a nice, shiny electric can opener sitting on my counter but I reach for the cheap hand crank every time...go figure.

Posted by: Ali on July 21, 2005 03:58 PM

"Annie, are you the fat bitch who showed up at my door one night looking like an NFL defensive lineman and wanting to fuck?

If so, please go away. And STAY GONE this time."

Now THAT woulda been a good post! So, did ya fuck her?

Posted by: livey on July 21, 2005 04:27 PM

Livey, a gentleman does not speak of such things. Even I have SOME standards.

Posted by: Acidman on July 21, 2005 04:35 PM

LMAO a "gentleman" doesn't tell a woman she looks like an NFL defensive lineman but you did, so I guess you can say you are not a "gentleman"?

Posted by: livey on July 21, 2005 08:10 PM

meh, i did a Post re: London bombs + 18 comments.
Post, RE: BBColympics that was fucking well thought out and I did lots of work on - fuck all comments...
Post re: me nearly going out in my car in only underwear?
6 comments... go figure....

Posted by: Misty on July 21, 2005 08:47 PM

Meh, I very rarely think about my readers or comments when I write. Lost some friends that way. The day I quit blogging what I want when I want is the day I quit.

Posted by: Bane on July 21, 2005 09:23 PM

Have a P-38 in the truck, and one on the keyring.

Once went to a campout with about fifty other people. Time for the Saturday night potluck came around, lots of canned goods came out, and lots of puzzled, then horrified, looks and questions. I got my keys and that opener took care of enough cans that night to feed a battalion.

What got me about it? I was the only one there without at least one degree, and I was the only one with an opener.

Posted by: Mark on July 22, 2005 12:32 PM

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July 21, 2005

so fickle