Posted in Fatblogging, Human Rights, Humour, Jason Calacanis, Jeremy Wright, John Evans, Philosophy, Spam on March 23rd, 2007
If all the words expended on Fatblogging were reflected in results, we’d now be debating the horrors of Size Zero bloggers.
How is it, we would complain, that these skinny wretches can be allowed to practise Fatblogging when they look like matchsticks on stilts?
Well, the answer lies in human nature. Words are rarely turned into reality. The Tao Te Ching says : “He who speaks, does not know. He who knows, does not speak.”
Wise words indeed. It’s the motto of us Thinbloggers.
This is just a preamble to tell you that my Fatblogging efforts lost two whole pounds, only for one of my knees to give out. The result has been three days of keyboard bashing with virtually no exercise. Outcome? It’s all back on again.
Prospects : I still have 7 lbs to lose in 9 days. Will I succeed?
He who knows, does not speak.
Posted in Fatblogging, Human Rights, Jason Calacanis, Jeremy Wright, John Evans, Syntagma on March 16th, 2007
Why do people make resolutions at New Year? January is a dark and dismal month and it’s always easy to break them.
Me? I make mine on my birthday in mid-March when spring has raised a tentative finger to the heavens. Yes, I really am two fish swimming in opposite directions. You always knew that didn’t you?
As for spring, here are two shots I took on my walk early this morning in the West Country of England :
So what are my resolutions this year? I only ever risk three. Here they are :
1. Give up politics — I’m a bit of a news junkie which, given the state of the world (especially Britain) makes me mad as hell. It then takes an hour to disperse the bad chemicals generated.
So no more newspapers, no IP channel hopping. Reading matter will be strictly books until further notice.
2. I hesitate to use the word Fatblogging, since this has become an obsessive cult in some quarters. See the originator : Jason Calacanis, and the pupil : Jeremy Wright. Not for the weak of stomach or faint of heart.
However, I have 7 - 12 lbs of winter pudge to shift before Easter, so it has to be done. Press ups and weights at 7.15am, followed by a brisk five-mile walk. Also, food that couldn’t be faulted by Mahatma Gandhi on a good day. Seriously.
3. Make more time for the two books I’m writing and stop getting caught up in the endless memeing and fizzy-pop of the blogosphere. Memeing? Well, Fatblogging for starters.
That’s it. I’m not going to be posting my weight every 10 minutes as some are doing, so you’re welcome to return to the civilized environment that is Syntagma — an (almost) Fatblogging-free zone.
Mind how you go.