Dates? Backdates? Hey, Nobody Reads This Anyway!

OK, I admit it. I maintain the fiction that my blog has daily entries even when I fall a day or two behind in implementation. Am I a bad person for that? I occasionally think that this blog is mostly mental masturbation anyway because as far as I know, I have only one regular reader (hi, Laura!) and she actually talks to me instead of leaving comments. I keep hoping that with my insight and rapier-sharp wit, Jay Walkenbush or somebody will pick up an item from me, or that I might even get Slashdotted someday, but so far--zero. Zilch. Nada. NA-DA. Shoot, my kids don't even read my blog--I read theirs, otherwise how would I know what's actually going on with their lives?. So I guess I'll just go read Christina's blog, because the girl can really write, even if it does make me want to go find a tenor drum and pair of sticks to twirl just about every time I read it.

Posted by trygstad | Category: Personal | 11:31 PM