The plastic Easter grass is getting thrown out. That's it, I'm through, I don't even know why it's still in the house after all these years. Want to know what finally pushed me over the edge?
Here's Merlin, in his role as Monopoly Banker, complete with intern. The Monopoly bit has nothing to do with this, I'm just introducing you to him. He's currently walking around with a long piece of Easter grass hanging out of his butt. Not OFF of his butt, mind you... literally out of it.
Poor, abused, indoor cat. We need to get him a Chia Pet. Wonder if he'd like this one? www.guzer.com/pictures/chiamrt.php
Obama's in good company, no? According to Wikipedia, these are the only two "real people" to have been so honored... (yes, it's after 5 AM and I'm looking up Chia Pets on Wikipedia.)
So that's all taken care of. What was I talking about again?
So I started this blog for a reason, right? Other than just to make 3 posts and let it die? Let's see, what was that reason... an online journal? Well, obvious Fail there. A therapeutic outlet? I'm going to do the general public a big favor and keep that private. A place to be witty and entertaining when I feel like it? Great, except that I can go weeks without that happening. Or... here's a radical concept... how about a venue in which to write whatever I want to, with no external pressure. Wow. Master of the obvious, here. Can you tell I have a nasty habit of over-analyzing the simplest of things?
I've been catching up on some of my friends' blogs tonight (and posting comments all over the web, it seems like) and been inspired. Sam follows the online journal approach, every day, without fail, and keeps us up-to-date on the interesting tidbits that make up her daily life. Amy does this as well, though not quite every day, and intersperses various writing exercises/brain dumps that keep us in stitches. Jen posts when she feels like it, which is a talent in itself, and informs us of her new endeavors and enthusiasms. Tanner gives us updates on his writing projects and glimpses of his widely varying hobbies and interests. I like reading these blogs, and like the way that each of them reflects the unique voice of its author.
Maybe I'm just wondering what my voice is going to turn out like. It's never too late to find out, I suppose. (opens a bottle of Hobgoblin and settles in to watch)
Now that's a little creepy. Navel-gazing at its finest.
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