I’ve decided to go on hiatus starting on the 1st of December and carrying through to my return from Christmas holiday on the 14th of January 2018.
This doesn’t mean, of course, that I won’t be blogging at all. It just means I won’t be blogging every day. When something interesting comes up I will blog it, and of course I’ll check in whenever the third world Internet of Australia allows me to do so.
I will also continue commenting and responding on existing posts.
It does, however, mean I won’t be adding to my Creepy and Hatboy Christmas Special this year. For the record, I’m still very disappointed that I never have the time to do justice to that thread I have been patiently weaving for years now … but let’s keep it real, when I started doing that shit I had a very naïve idea of how busy my Christmases were going to be from 2010 through to 2032 or so.
There’s no particular reason for my decision to take a break. I just got tired of writing meh-posts about nothing much happening and my daily chores and errands. And (again, keeping it real) nobody really wants to read about my errands anyway.
So tomorrow I’ll be calling it, at least for the time being.
I’m not often driven to introspection or reflection, but the question does come up sometimes. The big question. So big, there’s just no containing it within the puny boundaries of a single set of punctuationary bookends.
Who are these mysterious and unsung heroes of obscurity and shadow? What is their origin story? Do they have a prequel trilogy? What are their secret identities? What are their public identities, for that matter? What are their powers? Their abilities? Their haunted pasts and troubled futures? Their modus operandi? Where do they live anyway, and when? What do they do for a living? Do they really have these fantastical adventures, or is it a dazzlingly intellectual and overwrought metaphor? Or is it perhaps a smug and post-modern sort of metaphor? Is it a plain stupid metaphor, hedged around with thick wads of plausible deniability, a soap bubble of illusory plot dependent upon readers who don’t dare question it for fear of looking foolish? A flight of fancy, having dozed off in front of the television during an episode of something suitably spaceship-oriented? Do they have a quest, a handler, a mission statement, a department-level development objective in five stages?
I am Hatboy.
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