The definition of FROWSY
1: musty, stale <a frowsy smell of stale beer and stale smoke — W. S. Maugham>
2: having a slovenly or uncared-for appearance <a couple of frowsy stuffed chairs — R. M. Williams>
Had to get the definition out of the way right off the bat. Frowsy. It’s an interesting word, that. Meaning both “bad smell” and “bad look.” With that sort of adaptability, I thought it only right and proper that I should apply it to noise, which – as far as I know – has neither olfactory nor visual properties (short of looking at noise in an oscilloscope or whatever that noise-watching-scope is called, but let’s not pick at that particular bundle of nits).
If you’re reading this page on or around December 2, 2011, then there’s a good chance that you were directed here from my other blog, which will be more-or-less locked down in the near future. It was never intended to be available to more than my family and a small circle of friends. I was somewhat off-put when I discovered that it had been indexed by various search engines and was being accessed by a handful of folks who visited my website (The Unofficial Furman Football Page). I was not, like, freaking out about it or anything; but, as I said, that blog was never intended to be public. I’ll continue to update it (as always because – at least mainly because – it helps me remember what I was doing during a given year), but its public visibility will hopefully be coming to an abrupt end.
This little electronic scratch-pad, however, is open to whomever gets bored enough to look at it. I envision it as being a place for me to post photos, thoughts, rants, lectures, notes…generally any old smelly thing that drips out of my head. If you’ve been reading my other blog as a way to keep up with what I’m doing, then this blog – which I shall now refer to as “FN” – should fill that informational gap for you (for example, I’m currently at work, I’m bored, and the possible red-kettle caroling gig that I was scheduled to do this evening has been cancelled). If you’ve read the other blog more as a way to gauge my mental stability, well….FN won’t be quite so personally revealing.
Another difference between this blog and that blog is that I’d love to get some feedback (in the form of comments) on FN. Sure, I accepted comments on the other blog, but I wouldn’t say I encouraged them. FN is different. The more you comment (hey, tell your friends!), the more potential there will be for me to see something to write about – and, when you get right down to it, this is really all about writing. I like to do it. I just don’t always know where to start.
So then. If you’ve been following my drivel for a while, welcome to the next phase. It will hopefully be a bit more diverse and a lot more frequently-updated than you’ve gotten used to. If you’ve never been subjected to my literary purges, then welcome aboard. I hope you enjoy yourself.
Just remember those two golden rules:
• The cats were here first. • If it’s in the fridge, it’s fair game.