Tossing in the Spend Towel
I've decided to throw in the towel as a blogger and take a real job. From here forward, I'll be working half my time as an analyst and half as a journalist. I decided to take this route to minimize the amount of time I have to work while maximizing my pay check. As a journalist, I'll just take the headlines from the wires and the quotes from vendor press releases and toss in an analyst perspective or two and voila -- story done. As an analyst, I plan to adopt a British accent, quadruple my speaking fees, and increase my consulting day rate to a sum larger than the GDP of North Dakota (and insist on first class travel -- and pocket the difference between first and coach to pad my pay stub). Sorry guys. This blogging thing is just too much work for the money. I also don't like the idea that others can comment on what I have to say. I mean, why should we ever allow a community to have a perspective when talking heads are far more qualified to proffer up their opinions? Adios, y'all. Peace. Out.
- Jason Busch
- Jason Busch
Steve surfs warily on the web,
With the virus scan set on speed
Ain't no sound but the sound of the keys,
Checking the RSS feeds
Are you ready, are you ready for this
Are you hanging on the edge of your chair
Checking the inbox the screen goes blank
Nothing but empty glare
Another blog bites the dust
Another blog bites the dust
And another one gone, and another one gone
Another blog bites the dust
Hey, it's gonna go stale too
Another blog bites the dust
I wish I knew you're going to get along
without it when it's gone
It gave you posts everyday until now
when it left you on your own
Are you prepared, do you have backups
How long can you quell the need?
Ain't no sound but the sound of the keys,
Checking the RSS feeds
Another blog bites the dust
Another blog bites the dust
And another one gone, and another one gone
Another blog bites the dust
Hey, it's gonna go stale too
Another blog bites the dust
Another blog bites the dust
Another blog bites the dust
Another blog bites the dust
Another blog bites the dust
There are plenty of ways you can hurt a man
And drive him off the path
You can beat him
You can cheat him
You can treat him bad
and leave him when he's down
But worst of all, is to abandon him
without a single parting cede
Ain't no sound but the sound of the keys,
Checking the RSS feeds
Another blog bites the dust