So how do I get to step 3 - Profit?

"We've all been there. You just got done your happy hour (plus 3) with some co-workers, you're downtown waiting for the El, and you've really, REALLY got to go wee. Or, you know, its 4PM on a Friday afternoon and life is a happy hour, and you got to go wee. So you decide to pee behind the trash can at 13th street. Except its a subway station, so the floor is tile and the trashcan is metal, and sound travels REALLY well, so suddenly your urination sounds like a water main break. Oh, and that wall behind the trashcan - not really a wall. More like a FLOOR TO CEILING window that is exposed to the busy underground concourse just outside the station that's, you know, just behind City Hall. So you're subtle little bladder relief is now an experience shared by the fifty people that are near you."
This was going to be added to my latest post regarding my misadventures on SEPTA and public transit in general. So I began thinking - "people make money writing witty things on the Internet, or writing reviews of things on the Internet, or spreading gossip on the Internet, or just being pissed off (as opposed to be pissing on a window) and telling everyone on the Internet that will read what you're pissed off about."
People have made entire careers off of this, or just posting stuff on the Internet in general. Some people have told me I can be fairly amusing at times, especially when it comes to writing things, and I begin to think "maybe I too can become an Internet phenom and make some money and notoriety and move to a tri-level mansion in the Hollywood Hills."
Why not? Just get more and more people to read it, and voila. RICH!
Let me be honest. I enjoy sharing this with people, and I enjoy making them laugh, but do I really feel the need to make a career out of it? Not really. And frankly I'm not so sure that "blogging" by just anyone should really be so highly regarded.
Don't get me wrong. I think the Internet and technology in general have given a voice to millions and quite possibly can help us communicate better as people and give some people a chance to shine where in a less technically savvy world they wouldn't be able to.
That voice has been given to a lot of jackasses too. I think back to a time before the Internet. A time that to be a writer you had to be accomplished and having had years of training, then you maybe get published in a newspaper, magazine or even a book of some kind.
Let's just say those people could tell the difference between your, you're and yore.
I still have trouble deciphering between then and than, and I have a bachelor's degree and like to think of myself as fairly intelligent.
I guess my point is maybe having at least some kind of checks and balances aren't such a bad thing. It at least could help whittle down between the next William Faulkner and the guy who has to say "First" on every talk back.
Even now. I'm writing this on a blog followed by eight people. I'll publish a link on Facebook, but even then (or than) I won't have that much of a readership. I'm even going to throw some random names in to see if they notice. I'm talking to you Catherine Sami, Jen Buzas, George Deery, Charles "Chickie" Mullen, Beth Hoyt Hale, Raymond "Rusty" Hohl, Tanya Dapkey, Bill Kleinz, Melissa Wallace and John Sinclair!
I'm just trying to make a point, but I'm not really sure which. I like reading blogs, and wish all the best to those that write them that they can have success. I just wonder how important it really is.
I'm in IT. But I've so far written about movies, television, and public transportation. I don't have degrees or advanced experience in cinematography, executive producing, or urban planning. Yeah Jen Barr. I'm referring to you. (anything?) I should be writing papers on utilizing ESXTOP to streamline Virtual Machine deployment and how to use Powershell to find the powerstate of said machines.
So I think that's all I had to say. That's a lot for something that started with me seeing a guy pissing underground.
So feel free to comment. Thanks for reading, and look forward to more random musings.
Wow, I think I've just proven my own point. I'm writing this in a room with my three kids and wife. The baby is watching the Wiggles and trying to grab the mouse. The other two are continually asking when they can get back in to play on the Barbie page. And the wife keeps asking where the baby is, even though she's right next to me.
For this to be a full time job it needs to be a full time job. You know, like a WRITER. Like Andy Feindt.

Tootles!