This is the sign I hang on my laptop cover when I'm slouched on the sofa, fluffy blanket pulled up to my chin because I like to keep the house 'meat locker cold' during these hot Houston summer nights, and I'm busy pinning on my Pinterest boards. Oh, sorry, I meant CURATING my online AGGREGATION of tattooed men, drowning women and strange bunnies; Images that declare me INTERESTING, HIP, CREATIVE and WITH-IT ... (umm, maybe 'with-it' is a term past its prime?)
Regardless of the WORDING, I claim my place in this brave new world of online curation. I have evolved beyond blogging's infant days when my posts were rambling TL;DR (too long; didn't read) dissertations on my boring life and its mundane detailia (get it - detail +ia = hip new with-it word?) to become a DISCERNING COLLECTOR with an eye for what's TRENDING in the .... umm..... CURATING world.
And I am FREED! Freed from my abject self absorption. Liberated from digressions, rhetorical suppositions, LONG FORM writing and poetry -- EEK, POEMS! -- to focus my CREATIVE endeavors on VISUAL POETRY. Yes, my blogging friends, blogging as you once knew it, daresay still archaically practice in some instances, is DEAD. Dead, dead, dead. Thank you Tumblr. Thank you FB. Thank you Pinterest.
Let me assure you my friends that CURATING is no easy feat, no slouch for the couch potato. Oh NO. CURATING is a SERIOUS business with TREACHERY, THIEVERY, and RULES of conduct that are more intricate than the geisha's tea ceremony. Why I tell you, I have been LOCKED out of SEVERAL
pinners' CURATORS' boards for my bold pilfering AGGREGATING of stolen VISUALS. I've been accused of INFRINGING on their AESTHETIC without due CREDIT and respect for their CAREFULLY CURATED COLLECTIONS. I have been unfairly warned by the Pinterest Governing Body to PLAY NICE and STUDY (long arduous considering hours of itty bitty tiny text) the ETIQUETTE of pinning curating lest I be BANNED from the internet's new CUTTING EDGE.
Friends, what I am doing is IMPORTANT. Yes, IMPORTANT! I am curating a CAREFULLY CONSIDERED SOCIAL ARCHIVE of the 21st CENTURY. Why, my COLLECTIONS are NO LESS IMPORTANT than STONEHENGE itself. Future generations will CONSIDER the
pathology symbology of my f**ed up mind CREATIVE VISION. And wonder. Yes, wonder. And possibly weep at its banality beauty.
Of course, I shall have to go now and
pin curate this post ...