Delicioso!

I've actually been wanting to learn about tags for a long time now, so I'm pleased to have this lesson. Obviously, I'm late on starting it, but I'm determined to catch up.

So the theme for problems regarding technology, here at the library and elsewhere, seems for me very centered on overload; feeling overwhelmed. Despite all my experience now, I'm still in that phase and I wish I weren't. On a blog I created for one of the library's programs, http://rplpoetryroundtable.wordpress.com/ (obviously never would have happened without ait--thanks guys), is where I chose to apply my tags--just on the last three posts--because I would really like to make that blog nice where this one is just sort of an experiment. The immediate "I'm overwhelmed" feeling comes to me, for tags, on just knowing what matters and what doesn't in a tag. It seems you could go on forever with any entry with tags...I could put a million tags on any of my posts. I guess when I experience looking for tags--being on the other side of the tag process--i might realize what someone more wants in a tag and what is just excessive verbage. I'm trying to think of guidelines I could make for the roundtable tags: the author's names? the names of their books? do i put "racine" and "library" tagged onto every post? And blah and blah and blah.

Whether the "uncontrolled vocabulary" is unsettling to me or not really gets at the more important question of "is all the internet unsettling to me." The answer is yes. I've been writing a lot of poetry about it lately because it's been so frontline in my life. Since i've been doing either nonstop programming stuff in jill's office or school stuff, which is all online, I've been feeling lonlier than usual lately. My Internet use needs to be kept in moderation somehow by me...I need to make some sort of guidelines because I'm really not so happy staring at a screen, sitting in a chair not moving and not talking to people to boot. But my responsibilities require a lot of computer use regardless. So wish me a happy medium somtime soon.

Until next,
poo