What I'd like to do, see, is write at least one blog entry every day. This has proven to be extremely hard (that's what she said) because (a) I don't feel like it, and (b) I don't want to, and (c) I don't care.
I've always wondered what I'd write, when I didn't care what I wrote. I guess there have been a few examples of such indifference in the past. Mostly, those entries suck, but every now and then they turn out to be at least halfway decent.
This will not be a halfway-decent entry. Not even close.
That's what she said.
I scratch at the surface of my mind, and I try to uncover something, anything, that's not related to you-know-what. This effort is usually futile, and it's proving to be futile this evening.
Fuck. Stage one sucks.
But I still know that there's something worthwhile down there, hidden. A little diamond in the rough that will make it look like I know what I'm doing.
But I can't find it. I don't even know where to look.
That's what she said.
You've got two other blogs ya know; Pool & Cats. Dust those off and bring them into this year.
I just learned that cats, as well as dogs, have anal glands which scent their solid waste. These glands will sometimes not excise properly and rupture out throught the hindquarters.
See! There's all sorts of interesting tidbits to write about without having to go "there".
Currently I"m working with the "Corey Deuel" soft break in my 9-ball game and it has merit, providing I make at least one ball on the break; tends to drop 2 balls. Regardless I find many of my opponents aren't comfortable poking their way out of clusters, yet I am so. . . soft break is working for me.
posted by: Iron Butterfly | July 20, 2010 8:51 AM