I recently (yesterday) decided it was time to protect some of my babies. By “babies”, I mean my posted photos, and by “protect”, I mean I essentially pee’d on my photos so none of you dawgs will borrow them, the way my real babies (teenagers), borrow (steal) my clothes. As much as I hate the affectation, I watermarked some of my pictures with my blogs name. My photos are not what my blog is about, and I’m not at all proud of them or particularly attached, but these watermarks are on everyone else’s posts, so I had better start peeing if I want to blog with the big boys… right?
Now, I need to pee on my words, but how can I call them my words, when they’ve all been said and written before? Are there any truly new ideas as far as stories go? Everything that is written today has been written before. Eg: The TV show “Cougar Town”, shares a theme with the 1967 film “The Graduate”, which might have come from the classic Greek tragedy “Oedipus”, which I think came from the TV show “The Brady Bunch”, because Barry Williams, (the actor who played Gregg Brady) was in love with Florence Henderson (who played his mother). So what exactly can I pee on?
With that question in mind, I’ve come up with a money making scheme that is going to be my ticket out of this dump. If I copyright a word and make everyone who wants to use it pay me, say ten cents, because I don’t want to be greedy, I could finally quit my day job and live my life my way. I just need to decide on a word… or possibly a letter would be more lucrative. I’ll let that thought marinade.
Let’s talk about big brother. This is not the first time the daily post has offered a prompt that has made me think: (thought bubble)~ Wait a minute, I just wrote about that yesterday, and today it’s the prompt?~ (end thought bubble). Weird, and annoying, because now I have to come up with something else to say about what I just wrote about.
Let’s discuss online privacy. (Daily Post Prompt) I have six Twitter followers. It’s such an intimate number, that I could technically squeeze them all into my clown car and take them to lunch if I wanted to… we could fit in a corner booth. I don’t think any of them really read my posts. In conclusion, I could safely tweet my social security number without watermarks or repercussions.
Facebook is the bane of my existence. I have just upwards of two hundred “friends”, a few of whom are actually frienemies. They can see all my photos and read about how great my kids are. I will link this blog occasionally, but very few (six) of those Facebook friends read anything I write. (That’s 6 Twitter followers and 6 Facebook readers… I’m well on my way to the watermark of the beast.) My privacy settings on Facebook allow only “friends” to access my photos and posts, and since I list as my residence: Port Mosby, Papua New Guinea, I think I’m safe from pop in visitors; I’ve never been to Papua New Guinea.
Regarding my lovely blog and my privacy. Well, my last name isn’t actually Alotfrom, so it might take some detective work to ascertain my true identity. I’ve kept my employers name out of my posts, as well as my job title.
So, who should you write your checks out to for the use of the letter I plan to copyright? A post office box in Papua New Guinea perhaps? That will be determined possibly tomorrow, when I predict the daily prompt will ask: “If you were to copyright a letter of the alphabet, which would you choose, and why?”
The Daily Post, May 30, 2015, Daily Prompt: Do Not Disturb~ How do you manage your online privacy? Are there certain things you won’t post in certain places? Information you’ll never share online? Or do you assume information about you is accessible anyway?<a href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/do-not-disturb/”>Do Not Disturb</a><a href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/do-not-disturb/”>Do Not Disturb</a>