Hello, hello, hello, all you rock ‘n’ rollers! It’s a beautiful day in the City of Pittsburgh today, sunny and the high will be around 85.
On Sundays I don’t do my deep breathing, flexibility and stretching exercises; but I am thinking about karaoke at Nico’s Recovery Room in Little Italy the first Saturday night in July and karaoke at Sonny’s Tavern in Little Italy the first Sunday night in July.
Instead of exercises this morning, I finally got around to doing some spot cleaning in my apartment like I’ve been threatening to do for the past several days; but it’s those damn windows that are sticking in my crawl. The thing is, to do a good job on the windows I need a squeegee to reach the upper outside window pane. I’m going to have to ask around to see where I can buy one next month. Don’t worry, I’ll be careful. I’m too old to be falling out of a second story window…
Oh, Happy Father’s Day to all you father’s out there. I know I have some fathers in the audience. There’s no shame in reading an online magazine for adults only.
I’m not a father. I never wanted to be one. I didn’t want the responsibility. And the way things have turned out, it’s a good thing I didn’t father any children. But to all of you in the audience who are fathers, the Old Soldier salutes you!
I don’t own a television (Naked News reports on the television scene for The Gazette). I use to own a television, but when it went kaput I found out that I got so much more blogging and reading and writing done that the thought of ever owning another television made no sense. So I never replaced my old television. What did happen is I drifted into watching more and more videos on YouTube.
Well, YouTube has become another one of my passions. YouTube is right up there with blogging, karaoke, short stories and the female nude. Of course, I’ve always watched silent films on YouTube. Silent films go well with sports on the radio. I studied silent films at Pitt while I worked on my MFA from 2003-2006; but YouTube offers so much more than just silent films as you all know. The point of this ramble is that I really didn’t know. I was stuck. I was happy and vegetating. Recently I broke loose.
Yes I’ve watched erotic films and horror films and videos of women doing nude yoga and women doing nude aerobics and history and documentaries and concerts on YouTube. Only recently, in the past two months, have I started watching sports on YouTube. It’s great! Super Bowl III (New York Jets 17, Baltimore 7) and the fights of Mohammad Ali.
You know you can’t beat that with a stick!
Why am I sharing all of these mundane details of my life with you? Because my passions will make me a better blogger. Which hopefully will translate into the Pittsburgh Flash Fiction Gazette being a better reading experience for you.
It’s all good, my brothers and sisters. It’s all good…
More On Hyper-local Blogs
I am tickled pink over the concept of “hyper-local blogs.” Hyper-local blogs report on very finite locales like a city or a neighborhood or even a street in a neighborhood.
Now The Gazette is more of a “hybrid hyper-local” (my term) blog in that it does cover several finite locales (the campus of the University of Pittsburgh in Oakland, Schenley Plaza in Oakland, Armand’s Bar and Nico’s Recovery Room and Sonny’s Tavern, all of them in Little Italy); it also covers several topics that can be considered international in interest: blogging, film, karaoke, short stories and the female nude.
Oh, yes I spend a lot of time thinking about this stuff. I’m retired. What else am I going to do? And I just don’t want to be a blogger. I want to be a student of blogging. I want to know why.
What examples of hyper-local blogs do I know of. I’ve looked at several. Here are three. The first two are local:
And here’s one out of New York City:
Well, I’m feeling virtuous. I’ve done some hand laundry and I’ve done some spot cleaning in my apartment. And now I’m going to publish this blog post. I’ll probably go out later today for a nice stroll around the neighborhood and I’ll be properly equipped (water bottle, notepad and pens); but after I publish this blog post I’m going to make a bee line for the sofa so I can assume my favorite position flat on my back with two pillows under my weary head and I’m going to continue reading the thick book on the French Revolution that I checked out from the public library several days ago as classical music plays low on the radio (I can’t read to rock ‘n’ roll).
Hail to Pitt!
PS If you are not already a regular visitor to this blog, it’s easy to become one. You can bookmark it or follow it or sign up for a free email subscription. But you all ready knew that…
This is Guy Hogan reporting for the Pittsburgh Flash Fiction Gazette.
All photos of female nudes used for this blog post were sampled from Egotastic All Stars