Everyone's blog is like their own child, really. Raising a kid, I would have to say, is sort of like the molding of your own blog to your own personal, satisfactory creation. Except a kid is a living breathing thing that has come into being from popping out of a woman's hoo hoo. That, I believe, is the technical term for a woman's vagina. A blog, on the other hand, does not breathe. Just thought I'd let you in on that secret. But there are comparisons that can be made.
Actually, this premise/theme would work well in a post on a blog- now that I think about it. And presto-change-o, here it is. I must be full of magic or something.
I think you nurture your own kid, feed it and help it the same way a blogger gives his own blog fresh posts, a new widget, or perhaps, a "better" blog layout or design now and then. Whatever process or project he or she is working on for their blog, some creators have more of a capacity to give it more of what it needs -like a parent with it's child.
Some bloggers use humor in a post so a somewhat serious subject is "easier to swallow" for those with limited mental abilities. I farted. Still, others in Blog World will use a dab of logic to justify a somewhat silly subject. Then you have your ravenous social networking harlots who promote their blogs until they're bug-eyed, crazed zombies feasting upon the flesh of a Kraken, a fearsome marine behemoth from Greek Mythology.
However, why put your desires or bloggers in categories? I just did but you shouldn't. What? I must apologize.
Be free. Be honest. And if you have a blog that it's only reason for existence on the net is to sell frozen chocolate covered poop on a stick to all the neighborhood kids from an ice cream truck, well, so be it. But I won't visit it. In fact, I might just have to devise a brown smear campaign against that worthless crappy blog. Give me a blog with real substance, and not excrement, any day of the week with the exception of Tuesday.
That's all I have for now. Got any ideas? No, not that. Besides that.
On the count of three, let's band together and scream really loud. One, two.....