Im a crappy blogger...

I really try to maintain a blog, I really do. I read a lot of different blogs and I really applaud everyone for their efforts in coming up with material for others to digest on a daily or weekly basis. Actually, I find that a lot of the time I dont make my own posts because Ive already contributed a lengthy post of my own in the comment section on another blog haha. I also applaud those who have an actual theme and stick to it because clearly I am incapable of doing the same. After reading a recent post by Rick over at SFDB about why people like blogging, I came to terms with the fact that Im not a blogger but more of a journal-er or maybe a combo of the two. A journablogger.

My blog really has no rhyme or reason to it, it just merely exists. Even the name of this blog makes no sense. I just had it as my username (which came about from a line in a Blind Melon song and my occasional lack of a "brain editing room") so thats what I thought to name it because in the beginning I had no idea really what blogging was or what I was gonna do. I guess I just wanted an outlet for creativity. This is a place where I can bitch about stuff that annoys me, where I can clear my head when it is overflowing with thought, where I can post about things that I find to be pretty cool with the hopes that others enjoy as well, where I can write about a recent meal with the hopes that it helps a business owner capture more customers.

That pretty much defines the person I am, with that definition being that I have no definition. I am not a straight line. I absorb an inordinate amount of useless knowledge. Well, I wouldnt call it "useless" but rather obscure. Much like Seinfeld, my life is a show about nothing. Yet all of these little bits of info that I learn, I enjoy. They amuse me and because of that I like to share them with others with the hopes that they benefit in some way, be it a laugh, a good meal, or a fast track thru the security line at an airport. My friends all know that Im quite a clown and love to make people laugh, mostly at my own expense. Im always looking for a way to help people too. Its just how I am. Unfortunately, while I may have a lot of initial inspiration for a blog post, it fades rather quickly and I dont end up putting forth the final effort to post it. Im trying though.

I guess the point of this post is much like the point of this blog and that is that there is none. Or maybe its that Im not a real blogger? I really dont know. What I do know is that I enjoy writing and I enjoy reading others' blogs and Im thankful for the people who take the time to not only post but to also read my babbling.

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