If I decided to write something every day, which I haven't done, I think it would be hard.
It seems to me that there are two primary sources of inspiration for blog entries.
1. Something that I've been thinking about.
2. Something that happened.
Well, as I've said before, I have too much of one thing and not enough of the other.
I could, if I was really determined, write about the rainstorm that trapped me at the mall today. About how it trapped me just outside the JC Penney, with about a dozen old women. We all stood under this awning, waiting for the rain to let up so we could get to the parking lot dryly.
I could also write about how, after about five minutes, I realized that there I was, ostensibly a man, cowering with a bunch of old women, and that perhaps I should just grow a pair and fuck it and get wet.
Then I could write about how, after about three steps into that rain, I was as wet as I'd have been if I'd just jumped into a lake.
But I won't write about any of that stuff, because it's boring.
You can thank me later.
Then I had Red Lobster for dinner, and it was yummy. Company would have been nice, though.
That's boring, too.
Ewww...I've only had Red Lobster once and I was not a fan.
But on another note, sometimes it can be really fun to get soaking wet just walking to your car (note that I said sometimes...not most times). :oP
posted by: NakedGirl | June 1, 2010 11:37 AM
Ohhhh the cheese biscuits hmmmmmmmm
posted by: Iron Butterfly | June 2, 2010 5:00 PM