Honey Badgering

The only way I'm going to be able to do this on a regular basis is if I don't think of it as "writing," but rather as "updating" or "reporting" or maybe "thinking."  And maybe, it occurred to me yesterday, I should not think about people reading it.  This seems contradictory to the blog's very purpose -- I know that -- but I think I might be more likely to get stuff up here if I adopt the pretension that I don't care what y'all think (like "adopt the pretension" - is "pretension" used correctly here? "pretense" is wrong, I think - but if I stay here in this thought process I may never get out!).  I mean, this not-taking-the-communication-event-seriously thing is actually one of my complaints about BLOGS generally, come to think of it: they are, as a genre, thinly developed, slap-dash snippets of thought.  But maybe I should just "join 'em" for a bit, instead of allowing some misguided desire for perfection (??!!) stop me from writing at all.  Hm? 

So that, my friends (who may or may not be reading this - honey badger don't care!),  is my apologia (is that the right word?  honey badger don't give a shit if she uses the right word!  Honey badger uses the word "apologia" - AND the word "nonplussed" - whenever she damn well pleases!), and it's the only one you're going to get.  You may come and go and listen/read or not.  I'm going to jot - JOT, I say - some things here about the editing and whatnots whenever and however it turns out that I do. 

Now I have to go to meeting ("Quaker freak!" as Bill says), but if you want to amuse yourself with the honey badger, I'll attach a link on my way out.

Peas,
Rachel
Honey Badger (original narration)