The judge read the verdict, "You Mr. Fortywhat!? guy are hereby found guilty of the following crimes..."
clueless fearless leader to commute my sentence. Whew . . . that's a relief.
Yes, I know it's not all that funny. What can I say? I've really kind of let things go. It isn't so much that I haven't had anything to say as it is that I haven't had the words to express everything I've had to say. It's as if I've been overloaded with things to rave about, things to bitch about, and things to moan about.
Things have been about as crazy mixed-up as a toxic-waste train derailment. It's left me really exhausted and confused. Almost all of it is contained now and I think I can re-focus on what matters rather than all of the interruptions and peripheral stuff that so often side tracks me.
- Failure to update your blog in a timely manner.
- Failure to abide by a previously described schedule for posting to your blog.
- Total disregard for any faithful readers who might have otherwise enjoyed reading your posts
- Complete and utter lack of respect for the blogosphere as demonstrated by the previous
I understand completely - I am right there with you...must be in the air
Dude...I was totally thinking I missed a site move or something... glad to see that isn't the case.
I know what you mean about content.. it's feast or famine and either case comes with writers block.
good luck!
You are released from your sentence to blog hell.
Commence blogging!
Happens to all of us. Ego the absolvo.
Ditto - I haven't even had the energy to read much lately so forget about writing anything worthwhile. So much catching up to do....