Better stop short than fill to the brim.

Oversharpen the blade, and the edge will soon blunt

Amass a store of gold and jade, and no one can protect it.

Claim wealth and titles, and disaster will follow

Retire when the work is done.

This is the way of heaven.

Tao Te Ching (Ch-9)

Seashell is attempting to school me in the art of blogging.

I came on the web about a year ago. Officially my full year anniversary will be in two weeks.

I had my son's old computer which he brought up here manufactured about 2002 with 33 gigs.

On September 10th of last year I found out I could get internet at my project for 20 bucks a month. I signed up with my son's old pc. Which had 33 times the power of my old pc which is now in pc heaven.

It would take five full minutes to get 'on line' and yet I would have to get rid of ten pop ups.

I would study sites like Huffpo and Daily Beast and Slate and mediamatters.com....

I would attempt to make a comment and be eschewed because my comment was too long or I did not log in correctly...I laugh now because I would swear all the time. haha. I was sooooooooo mad.

I spent hours playing pretend poker and doing crosswords. I had no sound.

I found Salon and this place sometime in November. It took me two months to figure out how to blog. Not bad when you think about it.

But you have to understand. Every single time I would leave the site, either one, I would have to re-sign-up to the post.  I mean re- enter my name and secret bat code.

Well who are you? Some computer programmer was asking.

I JUST TOLD YOU YOU IDIOT, ITS MY GODDAMNABLE BLOG (Blesses himself)

And so it went. But, hell, I was not doing anything anyway. And I have blogged incessantly about my epiphany in late November when I received something in the order of 20 comments and 7 recommendations here, and I went nuts. I had been blogging for a few weeks, and NO ONE READ MY STUFF.

And then, there it was. All these comments. Some correcting me. Some jumping right into the discussion. Hahahaha. I have never felt so good in my entire life.

Of course the next blog went nowhere. But I kept doing it. It was all to get some recognition.

Then, of course, I had been studying other people's blogs. I was reading with more interest. What have others to say? And I began to love commenting.

And then the blogger would reply to me, like I had something to say.

Oh I think of my TheraP and LisB and Bwak and Miguel. They would chime in on my posts. And I would feel sooooooooo gooooooooood.

I had my normal expressions of course. Hell, I have been alone for close to a decade. Me and the tv.  Just speaking to each other. All right, me speaking to the TV and pretending it was acknowledging my existence.

I would read other posts and people were incorporating my ridiculous expressions. And I began incorporating theirs of course.

Then I lost my only chance, I thought. My computer was crashing, all the time. And just when I thought I had found sanity....THE END.

I am lost and I am aching and I cannot find my way home. It's over before I even get started. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VT-SFgkVlno

So I am off line and I am lost. I find out that LisB has contacted local hospitals to find out if I was still alive. Now, not to embarrass LisB, but she rents her little attic apartment, works forty hours a week in a cubicle and has problems just feeding her cats. And she has a lust for life. Ha. Yes she does.And she cares about someone she has never met!!!

Ha!!!!!!!

Face In The Crowd does a blog. Others do blogs. WHERE THE HELL IS DICK?

Long story short, I end up with a new pc from Seashell that she was using as a door stop. Hahahah. Of course its all fixed up and without viruses and with all new software and my name all over it. Its all legit like if I had gone down to Wallmart and purchased it.  I also get a wireless keyboard and mouse that rock. No kidding. It is amazing. 

I get frustrated. Seashell will give me two hour sessions.  You know she gave me about 6 full hours one day so I could 'publish' my book.  How can you 'buy' help like that. I give her credit in some blog and she says: Oh shucks. Hahahahahahah

This is what I used to run into before I had delivered to my post office seven blocks from here Seashell's 2005 computer with new hardware and the newest software.

Sure, I finish a blog after editing it four times and TPM has the nerve to ask me to log in. Except of course, I click 'login' and I am logged in. No problemo. Less than half of second.

I reboot and I am on line in three seconds. One popup. And that is it.

I get five tabs going up top and five more when I click to the right. I get two Words tabbed on the right. I get any damn site I want. It is magic.

I get sound. This all happened in April of this year.  Oh and I forgot. In some blog I did I had explained that I have problems seeing at nite. And so I get a package soon after from TPC and it's a 19 inch screen.

Oh and I am a slow learner. I posted the best little essay I ever wrote the other day. The Low Spark of High Heeled Boys. And everything went wrong. Mostly font issues. Like Gary said, I cannot figure out what you are saying, what you are quoting......Jonnienohands writes me and tells me something is all screwed up and he is having trouble reading my damn text. It is 'cut off'.

You know what? I got so many comments on content. So many great insights. And then I realized it. These people at Café are really more interested in substance than form. Hahahahaha. How wonderful is that?

I am still learning and screwing up. But LisB just wrote about her father. LisB will do poems. She will do prose...whatever she is thinking or better yet, feeling...Hence my inspiration for this post.

I have a lot to learn and I am attempting to make sure that what I post is seen by others. Seen by others the same way I am seeing my own post. It is not easy for the lesser of us. I have given up on videos for awhile. Pictures are doing better. then I found out I am not the only one. People on IE do not see what we at firefox see.

There are issues here.

I have laid out most of these issues in prior blogs. But I write a blog every day so give me a break. It usually is all new. It's usually about today's headlines. Or a few days ago anyway..

Face in the Crowd has got some real problems. He is hurting. Nothing secret. I get this from his blogs and comments.

Face along with Seashell and Missy and so many of you saved my life.

Face has no sound.

I have music. I play it all day. It, that is the sound, has delivered me from evil. No kidding.

I have real problems, but I know Face is in pain every damn day and is going through something horrendous.

He did a blog about me that somehow lasted three days back in April of this year. He has some trick. Only used it for me.

I want him to get sound. I want him to have music if nothing else. I want him to get out of this pain and to be cured. And he noted that he is having severe money problems.We cannot cure all these problems at the Café.

But I thought if I blogged on this issue. Made it public. Got fifty comments and some rec's, I could advertise for him.

I will bet he will overcome any embarrassment and comment here.

There are people here at Café who care. I know this. I could go on and on about people here that have helped me. Hell, everytime someone takes the time to read my drivel, I am elated; I am helped.

I just thought maybe we could somehow help Face.

This was Face's comment:

2D "Sherrod Brown is black". huh...?

It is no longer surprising to me that Lush says the things he says but this is way out of left field... even for the "bulbous one".
What was his point? My speakers are down and I can't listen to the link and can not figure this out.
Surely The Bulbous One is not that stupid, is he?

This is Face's last blog

http://tpmcafe.talkingpointsmemo.com/talk/blogs/tmcpac/

I have Face in the Crowd's email somewhere. I have no authority to publish it here. If you have it email him. He is our friend. He certainly is my friend.  I would like to help him. I have no money obviously. But I can get my 'followers' to see his plight.

You know, a couple of my friends already wish to send him money. No kidding.

I would just like to see a response.

A simple gesture that tells Face In The Crowd, that we love him.