Today after reading this article about Big Boi's upcoming show in Detroit, I finally started following the man on Twitter and was pretty geeked when he responded to one of my tweets. I've also following this account labeled Andre 3000 but I'm not yet 100% convinced it's him.
Speaking of Twitter and Outkast, my boy jbouie threw out a reference this afternoon to "Elevators", one of my favorite 'Kast tracks. Re-reading the lyrics, I don't think there is any better way to sum up the life of a lowly journo blogger:
Got stopped at the mall the other day
Heard a call from the other way
that I just came from, some nigga was sayin somethin
talkin bout "Hey man, you remember me from school?" smoke some
Naw not really but he kept smilin like a clown
facial expression lookin silly
And he kept askin me, what kind of car you drive, I know you paid
I know y'all got buku of hoes from all them songs that y'all done madeAnd I replied that I had been goin through tha same thing that he had
True I got more fans than the average man but not enough loot to last me
to the end of the week, I live by the beat like you live check to check
If you don't move yo' foot then I don't eat, so we like neck to neck
Yes we done come a long way like them Slim ass cigarettes
from Virginia, this ain't gon stop so we just gonna continue
A friend of mine recently said he was impressed with how I've managed to become a part of the media since leaving college. It was nice of him, but some days I still feel like I'm on the outside looking in. Sure, I'm very proud of the work I've done in my job but it's not exactly the type of thing that draws in large audiences. My own mother doesn't even read most of my articles.
It's depressing sometimes to think I would have been better off spending the past two years just spouting my opinions online rather than spending hours digging around and trying to master original reporting. But as Andre points out above, success is relative. A lot of young journalists would kill to be in my position and I know that if it doesn't work out here I can always go back to blogging.
When I stopped, I did so because I thought the demands of writing for a daily audience was affecting the quality of my posts. A quick glance around most of the solo blogs on the Internet seems to confirm that theory. But there has to be a medium between fine-tuning and procrastination. I'll let you know when I find that balance.



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