The abandoned plan for closing down the whole Eduspaces community first thing in 2008, was both threatening and thought provoking: why did I not like the idea of just another blog solution, or readopting one of my other experimental blogs?  As it turned out there was a rescue team last minute that gave us the opportunity to go on as usual with this Elgg driven community blog, now with a new Canadian host whose name I'm unable to recall in writing momen. I'll stay as I don't want to miss my local, collegial community friendly network, as losely knit as it might be, from my view. However I also started reconsidering my good old xanga blog. Because my yearly payment was due again, and I did not want to go off the premium version. This means two things: I can compare these with some other blogs. I'll need to learn more about combinations of Facebook, Twitter and Delicious which are some of my actually most preferred social communication channels. I'll see to integrate this blog into my Facebook stream. I tried hard with no luck a month ago, now there seem to be another reason for taking up the challenge once again. 

Did you ever take a look at someone else's grocery shopping list that was left in your basket? I do. By serendipity when I did a half heated attempt to go back in time and read old RSS feeds on my old and abandoned Bloglines aggregator, I randomly stumbled upon a blog which I picked way back in the past because it carried the name I had wanted to use: blogenough. Mr. blogenough was rambling about food shopping for his wife who was bed ridden, caused by tonslilectomy.  Scrolling down this food overload posting, I  cannot beleive it: mr. Blogenough is bold enough to tell us how he would usually take advantage from such a treasure, someone else's orphaned grocery shopping list:

"I have a rule that if I pick a cart with an old shopping list in it that I have to buy everything on the list. (This is somehow related to my collection of pictures that I found on the ground.) I don’t go shopping that often, so I’ve only had to follow the rule a few times. The main thing I have noticed about shopping lists with no context is that they are very vague. It will just say something like “pickles,” which could mean anything on 5 shelves in a space about two feet wide. In that case I try to get the version of the item that would most likely be the illustration of that word in a children’s book. We philosophers refer to this as the “Platonic ideal.” For pickles, this would be a big jar of deli pickles. For bread, I would buy a baguette (and if it were possible, a bike with a basket and a full-scale model of the Eiffel Tower to ride in front of)." From www.blogenough.com 

 He might just be rambling, but on the other hand, why not? This was just one step ahead of my own passion for serendipitous life signs. Shopping lists are usually very simple from my hand with no details about brand or amount; my most memorable one from a day where I had no real taste for serving wholesome leals, it was more like a poem recipe:

eggs - milk - ink

The minimalist poet was me, age 22, still breast feeding my first child, wondering whether I was pregnant once again, in a sad mood because my mom was in the terminal stage of cancer, and with a desire to use my ink pen for my daily hand writing of letters, diary and shopping lists. I kept this list in my purse for many years, mainly because it reminded me of myself at the borderline between life and death, joy and mourning.

 How's that compared with todays' greed for getting a pipe into other people's tagged tweetstreams! This is what I can come up with for now, inspired by some reblogging efforts of clearing old clutter. Oh, and I will consider unsusbscription from a whole lot of old blog feeds...