So... What Happens Next? Some late Night Random Ramblings

Occasionally, I am just completely at a loss as to what to write next.

Something.
Anything.

I noticed we now have the ability to "Hide Resteems" when looking at feeds.

Somehow, this sign made the most sense, here...

It made me laugh, to see that. In much the same way as I laugh at the whole "My parents went on Safari in Africa and all I got was this lousy T-shirt" thing makes me laugh.

We had a huge whirlwind called HF.20, and the visible result of a week of things being topsy-turvy is... the ability to hide resteems.

Yes, I realize there's much more to it than that, but the parallel amused me.

So, Back to Normal?

No now that things are allegedly back to normal, what happens next?

I feel like something should "happen;" not sure why. But BTC is still stuck around $6500. Steem is still stuck around 85-90 cents.

I noticed my 100% vote is worth a little more than usual... since there were fewer "fish" swimming in the rewards pool for a few days, we're getting a little more bang for our buck. Whereas that's cool and all, it's hardly a big something "happened."

The spammers are still spamming.

The people who buy massive upvotes with bid bots are still buying massive upvotes with bid bots. Same old suspects, ho-hum. Cheesy old used-car salespeople trying to convince us a Yugo is actually a Mercedes.

All in all, I'd rather be walking here...

Maybe I Should Organize my Sock Drawer...

Not really having an original thought and thus sitting here, creating what basically amounts to a shitpost, I thought about needing to get a grip on my "following" list.

And I ended up amusing myself (again) with the reality that manually going through the entire list of everyone I have chosen to follow over the past couple of years (all 550 people!) to see who's alive and who's not... feels a bit like the time honored tradition of "sorting your sock drawer."

It's not very inspiring, it's kinda helpful and useful to get done, and nobody but yourself will ever know you took the time to do it. Pretty boring, huh?

Whenever you reach the point of wanting to organize your sock drawer, you know your creativity and inspiration is at a low point.

Random vegetables, not connected to anything whatsoever I am talking about...

Meanwhile, in a Galaxy Far Far Away...

Sometimes I find it hard to believe that there was a time when I actively maintained almost a dozen niche blogs, wrote regular columns for a couple of magazines, was admin/"sysop" on several very busy web communities and did a host of other stuff. Sounds insane.

Oh! AND I worked 60 hours a week, on top of that.

Mrs. Denmarkguy and I occasionally look at each other, nod sagely and declare "Yup, we're definitely not 29 anymore!"

We're older, for sure... but are we actually any wiser? Isn't wisdom what's supposed to come with age? As I age, it seems more and more like I know less and less.

I realize that's a somewhat prosaic thing to say, but it rings true.

Makes me wonder whether any of the one million-odd other Steemians — and yes, I realize many are "dead" accounts — have any idea what they are doing? Or are we all just fumbling through the dark, in some collective effort to find meaning in our existence?

What do YOU think? What's going to happen next? Anything, at all? Do YOU know what we're all doing? Just curious. And no, I'm not having an existential crisis, although I DO need some sleep. Leave a comment-- share your experiences-- be part of the conversation!

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Created at 181005 1:15 PDT