BLOG (aka: Banal Litany Of Goings-ons)

Well, it has been days, nay, weeks since I posted last and let me be the first to say that you are welcome. I mean really, there just has not been all that much to say, and most of which there is, would be whiny drivel for the most part.

I could have told you about how long the grungy illness I had lingered (in fact, I am quite sure it is just lying dormant but still very much ready to spring back into action at the littlest provocation--like, say, Spring).

I could recount that I have been so busy at work that I hardly seem family or make it to any events and when I do my mind is still swimming in what has not been done. Or I could have pointed out that while I am so busy I am not out in field fighting one of the many, many crazy right-wing politicians who are out to gut any semblance of a government that benefits the people as a whole, because I need to take care of the petty, bureaucratic details of our operation my tallents are too valuable. Okay, that isn't fair, I do get to at least try to figure out how to reason with the crazy right-wing politicians led by the Great Orange One in the federal government. So there is that.

I could note that as a result of said illness and said work, I haven't bought any new music or, as a result, listened to any. Nor have I made any interesting new dishes to tell you about.

I could take the high road and talk about anticipating baseball, gardening and light--but really, haven't you heard enough about that?

Or, I could get quit being lazy and actually try to write about what is happening in this country and why it seems overwhelmingly depressing, but that would take so much work and who really comes here for substance anyway?

No, you wouldn't really want any of that now would you? I didn't think so.

It's Not That I Don't Have Anything to Say

It's just that none of it falls into the category of blogging. Here are things I am currently not doing on this here blog:

• perpetually mourning over not being back on the big lake;
• outlining all the incredibly interesting work I am doing on federal regulations;
• moaning over the Tiger's barely holding at .500 or hoping that don't do something stupid like release Brandon Inge;
• flailing around about a bunch of music I have listened to, but am not sure what to say about it;
• sharing all of the secret plans for the future;
• detailing my recent bout of kidney stones; or,
• blogging (clearly).
  
  

You are welcome.

cps

An Open Letter to Life

Dear Life:

I shall blog. You cannot stop me as hard as you try. I know you are working at it, but it will not stop me. As of late you have:

• buried me with work including an eight day trip to California;
• greeted me upon my return with family visiting as well as international guests;
• unleashed Spring in full force requiring concerted effort to get the yard and garden in shape (and recover from the havoc you let loose in the form of sequential winter storms earlier this year);
• chided me for still having a winter-oriented header on my blog;
• decided that the California trip wasn't enough so you tacked on an overnight to PA followed by a couple days in NYC;
• had various friends and family email and phone me to remind me that I am a horrible correspondent and life is no real excuse; and,
• taunted me into trying to see baseball season as another problem rather than the source of happiness.

So here I am life, blogging. And while this blogging may be seen as nothing but filler for real blogging, there is no denying that I am, in fact, blogging and you, busy life, have not stopped me. Furthermore, I have many, many blog ideas that will surely come to fruition in short order--once I get just a few other things done.

Sincerely,

cps