Monday, December 20, 2010


Sometimes when we touch the mountain of lucidity, bad things can happen.

For instance, I've been having a long moment of lucidity with my blog and guess what, I can't think of a damn thing to write about.

I suppose its easier to write when you're a little addlepated, a little flummoxed, a little scatterbrained (I'll wait for you to whip out that dusty book called a dictionary and look up those seriously ancient words before I continue). But sometimes, you just can't go through life in a continuous state of stupid. It doesn't work and in the long run, it only creates a failure to communicate.


Where does that leave yours truly?

Well...for starters, I had a hell of a time trying to write something this past Friday.

First I tried to write about tattoos (note: I like tattoos), and wound up with this incredibly long post (about three and half total pages) that featured three examples of how I use tattoos in my writing. But I didn't like the end result, so I nuked it.

Next, I thought about posting an e-mail from my vast library of antiquated humor. So I started transcribing the e-mail and while I was doing so, I would add a few snide comments along the way. But just like my first attempt ending with that post being blown to smithereenies, so did this one as well.

Finally, I thought about writing a very short piece of flash to post on Friday.

So I sat down and started writing a short piece called "Preacher", but by the time I got to the second handwritten page I gave up. Why? Because I couldn't figure out where to properly focus the plot line.

To whit:

It opened with the preacher sitting on the ground, smoking a whiskey flavored cigar and writing a sermon on the evils of masturbation. Then, out of nowhere, a nameless sensuous beauty sat on his lap. Then I decided to have the preacher do all of the talking. Then I decided to add elements of Hell into the mix. Then I implied that the preacher was a minion of the nameless beauty.

As you can see, ADD sank its talons deep into my neck and took out a few ounces of intelligence.

Then I came up with the brilliant idea of writing about writing (descriptive characterization), but since I already wrote about writing and not wanting to be redundant, I shelved the idea for future use.


After striking out by standing at the plate with the bat on my shoulders (no really, how do you think that I made most of my outs in little league), I was left with only one option. An option of which I don't really like to do on this blog.

I threw a picture up along with a short note.

Yes, I know, it was a weenie thing to do (and please, don't bring up Shooting Suburbia, because it's two completely different issues), but I really had no choice. It was either that or not post anything at all.

So that about sums up my week and thus the summation of this post as well. While yes, it does seem on the surface it was much ado about nothing, it did accomplish one very important goal.

It got you here.

Have an Extreme-ly Happy Monday!


  1. could be, partially, the end of the year doldrums. I'm feeling 'em.

  2. Hey! Blogging is supposed to be fun (or at least I think so) and sometimes a photo and a short note is just fine. :)

  3. I would have liked to have read what you nuked! I did not know you liked tattoos.

  4. It is a tough time of year to concentrate on anything - so understandable to be stuck sometimes. It's all good. :)

  5. I loved these musings on literary endeavours. You are very clever in your whit and cracking the whip on posting quip! Ha.

    Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

    You are a true gentleman, and I am thankful.

  6. Charles: I believe you are correct sir. I have only one post left for this week, might have one or two a week from today and that's about it for the year.

    Talon: Blogging is fun for me, but sometimes what I consider funny isn't necessarily true for everyone else.

    But yes, sometimes a picture and a short note does the trick.

    13/13: I admire well inked and well drawn tattoos, although I'm not crazy about when people either go overboard or have one incredibly large tattoo. Sometimes smaller is better and sometimes a tad sensual as well.

    Lynn: Yes it is, but I really enjoy being creative, so it can be a little frustrating when I can't come up with something.

    Andrew: Thanks for stopping by and thanks for the compliment. I do try my best to make people think and forget about things for awhile with my prose.

  7. I'm curious about the tattoo post now. Happy Monday G!

  8. Kelly: I may resurrect it in a shortened form next year.

    Happy Monday to you as well.

  9. Yea... I never have a hard time trying to think of something to write, because I don't worry about whether or not it is a quality post. I just write whatever I'm thinking.... I don't put any pressure on myself.

  10. well...could be worse. you could be like me and fire off snippet after snippet limited to 160 characters about random moments on pseudo-vacation...

  11. ExtraO: Kewl way of looking at things.

    Anywho, I do suffer from high standards because I don't believe in doing things half-assed. Spent too much of my life doing schtuff like that, so sometimes I'm my own worse enemy.

    I still have some funny ideas rambling around inside of me that may make it out eventually though.

    Darth: I thought that was incredibly funny what you did on your blog last week. I was very tempted to comment but it was better to just read and enjoy.

    I did something like that only once, and that was during the week of my birthday, in which I posted a comic strip and a video link each day.

  12. lately I'm having far too much of what I don't want to write about on my brain, so I've been doing alot of weather posting... so at least the kids know I'm still alive!

    Good for Jennelle in all those skating shows!

    I hope your Holiday Week Extravaganza is gliding along smoothly!
    You'll think up some cool stuff- I know it!

  13. Snaggle: I actually got a couple of upcoming posts that I was able to write based on a couple of real life experiences, so that should hold me over until the new year.

    Weather posts are cool, in that they remind me of what I haven't gotten yet. :D

  14. I have patches where I can't find anything worthwhile to write about mainly because I like to pull a number of thoughts together in one post. I tend to never write purely about one thing (well sometimes) but more often it's a collection of thoughts that need to be bound together, a bit like my last post. I often feel that one idea does not justify a blog post, but a few do. Does that make sense?

  15. Joe: Yes it makes sense.

    My comfort level is usually blogging about a particular topic and I often find it difficult to blog about multiple things with a common theme. I can do random things with no common theme, but the reverse for me is a little too difficult.

    I give kudos to people who can do something like that well.


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