I keep staring at that damn blinking cursor, but through some kind of glitch in the system words will not type themselves. Does your computer write posts for you? Neither will mine. So here I am still vainly trying to follow the Acidman's advice and post something every day. I don't know why.
I could rant and rave about the damn politicians in Washington, but you and I are going to get screwed over, so why bother? I could describe in tedious detail my daily activities, but let us be honest, I'm bored by my life these days. The combined talents of Hemingway, Twain and Dickens could not make my life entertaining. I eat and sleep, work and pay bills, watch TV and read, deal with the weather when I am outside, stare at it through the windows when I'm not. In other words, my life is your life and who wants to read about mundane stuff like that?
It is Friday, and I have plenty to be thankful for. You do too. After all, once again I managed to get you to read a whole post about nothing.
And you thought I was a no-talent hack.
4 comments:
A lot of ennui in the blogosphere.
Surprising to me, I'm pretty busy with a new plant opening that has to start production Wednesday.
I have a vivid imagination, and I can't imagine that happening.
I'm thinking that, as opposed to a "like" button on blog comments (which doesn't exist, obviously) I may start posting a shorthand comment when I have nothing to say, but want to encourage.
Maybe "present", or "thanks for posting".
Or "like".
@Ed - like
@Joe - heh, nicely done.
Acidman would be proud.
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