So I really like this layout. But I'm bothered by one minor detail. For whatever reason, there is no field for me to enter a title for my posts. It's a very curious thing. For other posts that I was able to enter titles for, they are still present. But this one is not. Nor is the previous one.

So, we're going title-less.

I don't mind too much, except I oddly feel exposed when I don't have a title. Like, there's nothing at the top of my post to cover it. I wouldn't be surprised if a random stranger would come to my blog and yell at me, "Put a shirt on that blog! I mean, Title!"

But what is a title really? Is it a mini summary? A theme? Is it just a writer's diving board to exploring whatever topic the title suggests? I'm not sure, to be honest. I know there are a few pieces in my Creative Tingles blog that have gone untitled. More than likely though, I was just too lazy to come up with one at the time. In fact, I'm working on a novel length story and the chapters are title-less as well, the chapters are just marked with numbers.

What do you think? Do you like titles? Are they outdated? Are they a necessity?

As my idol, Linda Richman of Coffee Talk would say, "Discuss!"

New Digs.


How do you like the new place? Well... it isn't exactly new, I just redecorated and gave the blog a new title that I think appropriately fits the theme that is this blog.

I've always liked this blog. It's been my home. Writing was always something about me that was innate. And though I've posted here more frequently in the past than I have recently, I hope to keep coming back here strong with topics everyone seems to be talking about, Music (the second love of my life) and talking about my life and times and family.

Maybe I can keep bloggerverse going strong since I can't seem to get away from my mother anywhere else. God help me.

I'll admit it. I had preconceived notions about job hunting. I always thought that as long as you were willing to work, there would be a job out there for you. It may not pay the best or it may require you to stuff yourself into a canon to be propelled from nightly, but at least you would have a job.

But this is 2009. I think they call this the Post-Post-Modern Era-Repossessed.

I've actively searched for a job for two months in both my field and not in my field. Have I searched as hard as I could, going to job fairs and public assistant sources and temp agencies? Not exactly, but I've put in enough applications and resumes to kill a small forest, made enough calls that my cell bill has increased and still, I can't get an interview let alone a call back.

I realize that most of this is my own doing. If I would have just sucked it up, had pre-employment arrangements before I graduated, been more pressed to take and pass my licensing exam, I would not be in my sinking ship. I understand now that without my license my education pretty much does squat for me. I have an education so no fast food chain is going to hire me, not when teenagers would require much less pay. No other respecting job would hire me because I've chosen not to work for the past... 4 years (Damn! It's been that long?!) to raise my children. Not to mention because I still fully intend to take the damn exam and pass (provided the skies open up and manna from heaven falls and I can sell it for $24.99 a pop).

Let's review: I did take the exam once, but not before I hurt my back and took the 5 hour exam at a computer in a desk chair in severe pain.

So, the strangest thing happened. I get a call from an online university because I had ticked a box that said I was interested in going further in my education on some website I can't even remember now, looking for jobs. I indulged the lady who was quite polite and asked me about my degree and work history to match me up with a program. A not so long story later, I'm thinking about applying to graduate programs, any that I could possibly get into with out much of a work history.

I'm just not sure what to do. It seems the cosmic forces have it out for me and my chosen career path. I'm trying not to take each rejection personally, because I can think to myself that there are probably people who are just flat out better qualified. But damn it, I thought we were heading in the right direction, maybe we still are... it's just taking us longer to get there.

Out with the old, in with the new they always say, and I've changed my layout for the first time in 2 years. I don't feel that bad, my previous layout wasn't written correctly to be seen on a Firefox browser and even I had taken to ignoring my blog because of it.

So, I got one of those shiny new cookie cutter layouts, added some waggets and gidgets and sold out. Yes, I've added ads to my blog. Even if this brings me a nickel per month, it's one nickel more per month than I've got now.

And wow. That's sad. My expectations are a nickel.

At any rate, it's a last ditch effort to keep the bloggerverse alive and kickin' while social networking sites like TweetMyFace are seeing more usage. And why shouldn't they? Now that people can hit each other with pillows, and phone in their mini-blogs (quite literally through text messages) it makes instant communication to the masses, or just your circle of friends, incredibly easy. If nothing else it serves our need for instant gratification while having to do hardly anything for it. And while I do love some lazy instant gratification... I miss the story telling injected with commentary, colorful vernacular, and a sense that people are still thinking.

Need another take on the situation? See this guy: Scribe
I'll warn you now, I pretty much agree with him.

So, that's it. Selling out. If I had any sense at all, I'd be linking up all my MyTweetFace's to this here blog.

I'm still thinking that one over. Even my mother has a MyTweetFace.