Thanks to the comment from my high school classmate Chris, I remembered my blog. So much has happened since my last post there - and here - but I still fail at resuming my blog.

Let me gather my thoughts, and come up with something.

Weekends: Personal tech success times personal happiness is a constant. Must find ways to put in more personal tech during the weekdays.

Quick Sorting

I started to clean out my room. Inspired by some moves going around here. Need to decide what of the past is to be kept, recycled, or thrown out. It's also an inspiration for the future - be more efficient, produce more waste. As we move on in life, what we should grow is what we know and keep inside, and not "stuff" we simply accumulate.

Unboredom

I can't relate with people who say they're bored. There's so much to do, and so little time. I've given up many things in the name of prioritizing. Still, I need to do better and cut out some things to make way for the more important.

Literal functions.

The Book Blockade issue was going on for weeks. I wasn't active until the end - well we didn't know it was the end, or if it's really the end. I attended the RockEd Book Bigayan. 

Giving away books has always made me happy. I read them, and don't collect them. I treasure the ideas much more than the books themselves. I rarely reread them because I never run out of new things  - most of my reading is now online.

Literacy in the Philippines has been on my mind. I've always been the book elitist, preferring non-fiction over fiction, with a specific bias against narratives. My reading brain doesn't deal with them well. My upbringing reading encyclopedia volumes plus my very fast reading  speed spoils my ability to enjoy stories since my eyes skip up and down. With this bias, I most probably aren't fair but I like to impose what is good reading.

I'd like people to choose what they read wisely. Reading material is expensive and imports books or raw materials - as what we've discussed at the Book Blockade. Reading takes our time, and environment resources - paper pulp and ink - all of which we can't get back. 

The power of reading is multiplied when discussing - online and offline. We see different aspects of what we read as they are mirrored through people who are not themselves. I have witnessed this in the past by joining a Book Club, and look forward to this again. Curated reading is something I can use, since I'm not a book lover at heart. 

The literal function is making the best use of reading and its culture which has evolved through thousands of years of the written word, and the millions of years of thought and sentience.

Rewriting.

My personal writing has been under pressure. From the occasional words I weave at work - email conversations, technical documentation, and miscellany. From micro-blogging - the tweet, which makes it so easy to get something out in a few words. Sometimes witty, often blah. Post-post-modern realtime thinking hooks us up to the global thought stream, but threatens us with ignorance disguised as immediacy.

Now, I must ease the pressure. The words coming out must escape. I shall use the Tweet as a channel to drive my writing. A sieve to sort my thoughts. So that when something falls together, I can write it here in this blog.

I'll leave this blog open for writing about everything and nothing - the title. I won't stop myself from writing just because it's irrelevant or doesn't fit my "image." I have other venues for that.

With this, I write again.

Enough reading, for now. I must practice writing. I've been tweeting a lot, but I need to expand those into longer, more meaningful material. Work shouldn't be the only reason I write.

Time to resume writing. Writing well? I can think about that later. For now, just write. Deliberate practice.