i’ll be honest, what brought me back here was, uh, the e-mail i received today that said this domain is gonna auto-renew.
but seriously, folks. i miss tongsing, i miss wordpress (h8 u tumblz), and i’m sure y’all have missed reveling in the glory. so, here’s concerted effort #23485 to kick some life back into this blog.
while music continues to be crucial to me, i’m shifting gears a little. i’ve spent the last three and a half months in portland, oregon after setting sail from somerville on mlk day weekend, and i want to bitch about how shitty it’s been.
no, really, i do. no facetiousness here. it simultaneously manages to be just like portlandia (in the ways that made you cringe) and not like it at all (in the ways that made you laugh or warmed up yr frigid east coast alt-heart). i’ll try to avoid the dreaded h-word, but all the talk of tea circles and hot yoga and organic produce boutiques makes it plenty hard. a friend put it best: “i live in portland now. it’s kind of like one big whole foods.”
tongs 2.0 (or more accurately, 3.0, or let’s go with 3.1 because i still miss that version of windows) will set sail with a long-overdue public humiliation/giddy exposé of all that is stupid, stomach-churning, and/or irksome about this city. what can i say, i’m at my prime in negative nancy mode – and i do promise to be fair and give some credit to the less shitty things where it’s due. as we move along, i’ll delve into my plan of attack for moving to austin, texas on august 1st. yes, yes, i know, from one white liberal bastion to another, but at least it’ll be warm (and fucking dry) and i can meet some people who also have jobs (imagine that!).
also, because i spend more time these days reading about social theory than i do spinning trax from the richdork BNM list, i’ll go off on some choice sociological rants and baste the rattlings-off about my absurd existence in a mixed marinade of durkheim, berger, foucault, and goffman. mm-mm-mm, pretentiously good. to put this in considerably less douchey terms, i do want to examine my wanderlust and occupational confusion (and the resultant mishaps) through the lens of social trends and contemporary theory. and hey, since i’m shooting to claw my way into another master’s program next year, this could potentially serve an actual purpose!
alright. at this point, you might be wondering, “why’d she go off about what she’s going to write about instead of just writing about it?” well, imaginary audience member, these manifestos, these theses (<3 u written word), these statements of purpose, they friggin’ mean the world to me, okay? when tongs climbs to the precarious apex of power law distribution for blog popularity and i’m drinking sangria on the today show representing the generation for which i am a voice, people will go hurtling through my archives and could very well find this whole over-half-a-year-long content gap disquieting without a transition post to smooth things over.
you pickin’ up what i’m puttin’ down? yeah? good to know that we’re all on the same hyperpage. ’til tomorrow, blogosphere!