A few weeks ago I still held onto the notion that I would be able to suppress my vlog addition if I just didn’t watch as many vlogs as I wanted.
A few days ago, though, I stopped holding back. Sue me.
I’ve forced myself out, and though it might attract some unwanted ribbing, at least now I can gleefully and openly troll youtube watching vlogs that are too long, boring, and awkward. How do I justify myself? I’d like to think I began watching as part of a social study, and retrospectively I might be inclined to call it the beginnings of one, but I’d be more honest if I said I don’t know.
I’m alone in my interest– at least in my immediate “real world”. Fortunately for this vlog nut, I can take some comfort in knowing that I’m part of a large group of people online who share the same interest……..a large group of people aged 14-20…sprinkled with a couple of 35-45 year olds…gah.
Why be honest about my addiction now? Glad I asked that question. I’m putting it in writing because I’m ready to start work on a comprehensive study of vloggers– a study that will most likely become one of the most unproductive things I’ve ever done. I’m going to continue to comb the internet for some of the most boring, most awkward, most normal people I can find and watch their videos. Then, I’m going to extrapolate the commonalities between each of these diverse people until I find something meaningful…or become bored. Probably neither will happen any time soon.
If nothing else I have to be thankful that I can approach this in such an adult way. I say this because today I finally discovered Stickam.com which I could equate to a “Dog Fancy” subscriber suddenly discovering a giant field of dogs right in their back yard. It’s just as sad as that, except Stickcam isn’t a field of dogs, it’s a website like myspace with a twist: everyone is live on a webcam!
My first impressions tell me that though it might be similar to a vlog on youtube, stickam is a totally different experience, and I’ve yet to explore it. Don’t worry, I’ll be sure to report my findings as they crop up because I know you care.
I can’t make many conclusions from my studies yet, but I know one thing for sure: thank God I’m not 16 years old this year. I’m far enough away at this point in life to admit to posting on amihotornot.com and chatting it up on AOL and AIM back in the day (a/s/l?). Based on that I can only imagine the terrible terrible memories I could have added to the pile had I been born ten years later than I was. The potential was there.
Oh Youtube, you will kill me with your sweet poison yet!
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