YIN

I dunno what it takes to get on the "blogs of note" list. Perhaps a quirky but positive message. Maybe blind technophilia whilst tokenly lamenting some lost value in the medium of computers in the purist days of 40 character column displays. A love of modern, meaningless life. Off the wall absurdity, sure to contain some message of irony.

Certainly nothing negative, which many people afraid of the gradeschool-like "system" prefer to forget and which still stuns them in the deepest sleep. Nothing depressing please! I want to you read your beautiful, meaningless blog. You make me feel more concrete and erudite than I am.

I love the innocence of Pooh Corner. But don't forget there was an Eeyore and a Tigger who could bound into the tallest of trees but show absolute barely-concealed fright when asked to come down. Even Rabbit second-guessed Pooh's extravagant plans. The fool on the hill is the embodiment of Yin that Western society has vilified and abandoned for the nuthouse, the prison, or the sidewalk. Arise, noble Yin, you too are loved.