A Blogger’s Confession
Ok, here is a post that really isn’t all that serious. I am here to confess that I check my stats on a regular basis. I look at Technorati fairly frequently. I wonder who that is on my blog that spends hours digging through my posts but never comments.
I often wonder what it is about blogging that attracts us. I mean, I understand it and I can explain it but sometimes I cannot help but wonder. Sometimes I think that my blogging is just a waste of time and that I should use it to do other things.
But than again I compose on the fly and can do it quite rapidly so it is not like I am losing all that much time.
I once ate 62 hardboiled eggs. I did it to beat my friend Luke, didn’t want to spend any time with the man with no eyes.
If I had a hammer I’d hammer in the morning.
Sometimes when people ask me a question I pretend not to hear them and make them ask again. I don’t know why, but then again I have never thought about it.
If I had to choose between being stranded on Gilligan’s Island and living in cleveland I’d pick the island. If I had to be a character on the Island I don’t know who I’d choose, maybe Roy Hinckley.
I don’t like Diet Coke with lemon. I once outran a train. I was driving a ’77 Camaro.
I prefer Captain Kirk to Picard.
A good cookie makes a bad day better.
Wear a Shmata at the Muqata and you might wind up with a Shack.
Endless babbling is a good sign it is time to end a post.