Blog Envy
A pink wonderland in Barcelona
Why is it that, like crinkly-nosed puppies in need of love, so many blogs get abandoned? I am guilty of blog neglect, maybe because I honestly don’t know why I’m caring for this online writing space, or what it is I’m trying to communicate.
Over the past 48-hours, I’ve done a little Hyperkult maintenance: conveniently deleting entries that seemed way too embarrassing to keep up, downloading and installing a new WordPress theme, spending too much time staring at hexidecimal color charts and screwing around with the header image. (It’s a work in progress, as you can see if you’re logging on right now.)
In any case, I’m not abandoning this URL, because I paid for it, goddamn it, and also because I do like the idea of putting my energy into writing what I want, when I want, and attempting to embrace free-flowing, oftentimes nonsensical thoughts. Here’s to a fresh start and soon-to-be-filled blank spaces. If I feel like it.
P.S. My new header image is a cropped portion of the photo above this post, taken during the Festa Major de Gracia in Barcelona, an annual event where different streets in the Gràcia neighborhood compete to win the coveted title of “Best Decorated.” It’s very similar to a festival I attended in a Baclaran, a district of Parañaque City in the Philippines earlier that same year, 2007. But like every other festival in Barcelona, it’s really yet another excuse to enjoy loud live music into the early morning hours, lots of alcohol, and gawk at (or something more, if you’re lucky) Gràcia’s pierced, tattooed, and generally very attractive residents, who keep the after party going until their bodies physically give out.