This is cutting edge improvisational blogging. We call it –
“Whose Blog is it Anyway ?” 2 – The Unanswerables
We have written this for FUN, not serious, to amuse ourselves and our readers, and help promote our blogs. Please read with that in mind.
Commenters – Please DO NOT post outbound links whilst the event is going on AND please DO NOT post comments if you are a moron.
Whose Blog is it Anyway? 2 – The Unanswerables
Why “The Unanswerables” ? Because the titles assigned to my guest improvisers don’t have an exact scientific answer or they are just zany and off the wall.
Do not expect fact here. Do not expect the truth here. This is creative writing for FUN, HUMOUR and for those with a SENSE OF HUMOUR. It’s cutting edge IMPROVISED blogging, not science weekly or the historian’s gazette.
The guest improvisers were assigned titles by me, and are therefore NOT necessarily experts or even actually FOR the topic they are writing about. They all did however “YES, AND” the challenge which is the spirit of improvisation and what we’re doing here.
We’re not interested in your critical appraisal, it simply isn’t required. It is in fact IRRELEVANT to the context of improvised, for fun creative writing. Stop taking yourselves so seriously.
So without further ado …
His Highness – The Fantastic And Superb Syracusian Journalist
Mark first came to my attention via some photography on his blog, and the fact he seems to spend more time on my blog than I do. I didn’t for a long time realise he’s a journo, just hadn’t crossed my mind, as he’s so polite and down to earth !
Mark is an accomplished writer and blogger of note. He was actually recommended to enter the challenge by a mutual friend. So I gave him a little push and here we are 🙂
Mark has an excellent submission on one of our unanswerables, and a cool angle on the swimming gorilla thing …
You can find Mark at the Mark Bialczak blog.
Please give a warm welcome to Mark.
The Swimming Gorilla
My one-year anniversary with markbialczak.com is approaching quickly. The big, wide world of WordPress has taught me much about writing differently than I did in my decades of covering music and entertainment news and writing feature stories and concert reviews for the big daily and its sister web site here in Syracuse, N.Y.
I’ve discovered that I can learn a lot from writing about myself.
So I agreed when my fellow Syracuse blogger, Christopher S. Malone, suggested I may find participating in this second chapter of Don Charisma’s impro exercise rewarding.
I look forward to establishing new WordPress relationships.
Go ahead, let my have it.
My assigned topic is ‘The Swimming Gorilla’.
I grew up on Long Island, that piece of land that sticks out to the east from New York City.
Many people do not know that in fact, two of the five boroughs that comprise New York City — Brooklyn and Queens — are geographically located on Long Island.
It is indeed a long strip of land, some 118 miles from the western tip at the East River, to the eastern tip at Montauk Point. And it is 23 miles wide.
For my teen years, my family lived about midway out from Long Island, in Stony Brook. We only had to travel five or six miles in my father’s wood-paneled station wagon to get to the Long Island Sound on the north shore. The Atlantic Ocean was about a half-hour’s drive to the south. We went often to both.
My high school, Ward Melville in Suffolk County, had a pool. Many of my neighbors had backyard pools.
I do not know how to swim with any confidence, to this day.
Oh, I’d go in the water, off the rocky beach of the Sound and the smooth sands of the Ocean. But I’d never venture out further than neck-high. I was always wary of the undertow, that infamous out-going tide that can suck you off your feet and out into deep water.
In a pool, you’d find me cooling off in the shallow end. Deeper than 5 feet, I was the guy never more than one quick leg kick away from a comforting clutch to the side of the pool.
Put me in a small boat in deep water, and I demanded a life jacket.
I’ve gone through my 56 years with this Swimming Gorilla on my back.
It’s become my Magilla, the cartoon character that I encountered as a kid.
Magilla was never as much fun as Fred Flintstone or George Jetson, but hey, I learned to live with him.
At this point in my life, I am quite ready to support this Swimming Gorilla on my back hereafter.
I will not be taking swimming lessons.
I’d rather stay in shallow water.
BY Mark, blogger extraordinaire at the Mark Bialczak blog.
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Warm regards, Don Charisma