There are so many intelligent and articulate people covering the hard-hitting
issues in our country these days, that I felt it was my duty to cover the
rather inconsequential bullshit that tends to make up the vast majority of
our lives. Actually, I'll just be griping a lot which, if you weren't aware,
doubles as a synonym for complaining, and as a descriptor for
a sharp pain in the bowels.

Wednesday, April 30, 2014

The Rumors of My Demise...

Are accurate depending on the distinct semantics concerning demise. If it pertains to blogging, well that is rather accurate. I find that, though many of my gripes—the original sworn focus of this here blog—perhaps persist, the specific need to drain them into the vacuum of the interwebular space has decreased. Perhaps I'm simply venting them more in day-to-day life. Perhaps I'm coming to terms with another demise—one more official calendar year of arbitrary 365 day completion. Perhaps perhaps perhaps...

What I do know is that if you can find connection and solace in the internet, even this here blog, that is a truly wonderful thing. But if you can find the same thing stepping out the door, I highly recommend the latter. To take that advice of course has with it the possibility that you were doing the former. Still, even if it takes a digital device to remind you to commune with nature and the more tangible and tactile world, it could be worse.

Anyway, dear blogspot, I may see you in May, though as usual I've little idea what I'll say, and lest you complain remember you get exactly that for which you pay.

Thanks for stopping by…you stay classy Planet Earth.