You learn something new every day. Does that mean I’m really smart or just stupid and still catching up?
See, I almost have the blog set up the way I want it. By that I mostly mean the underlying architecture. I’ll soon be playing with the layout some more, and that’s all part of the fun. But for the last few weeks I’ve been in an incipient funk, because I honestly didn’t know just what to do next. In the case of the blog, it was like building a hot custom sports car and having no place to go. This is a much bigger issue, though.
Talk about incipient, geez. (I do a great teetering brick wall, incidentally.)
Fortunately, I’ve picked up a few things along the way. And today, thinking about where to drive this thing, I actually remembered why I set it up in the first place. For at least six months I’d forgotten this, whatever it is, and no, I’m not going to tell you. But it’s all good. That’s the point, that I had a reason and then forgot! It was even going to be fun, like growing up in the ’50s should have been.
So we’re back in gear here. What I can’t believe is how TOTAL my training was. I mean, look at me — when the wind blows hard, my jowels flap in the breeze, and I’m still bumping into piled-up deadwood. It’s outrageous, shouldn’t be allowed. (Cue the holy self-actualizing bullshit!) Of course, I still have to chop firewood and pay attention to my wife.
Yesterday, I may not have known that.
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“Just do it” was, I think, the earlier advice from the self-proclaimed “Oracle of SEO, Adelaide division”.
I know! I’m just so f**king DENSE.
A dense fog…
(A dog fence?)
Jesus, I have got to get to Australia.
If I had a new leather sofa better than anyone in New Mexico, I would be jiving with the sagebrush! Winston Churchill was asked by a newsman, “Sir Winston, How are you today on your 80th birthday? He replied, “Fine, considering the alternatives!”
No damn kidding, Joseph! It’s like I walk around with a big blanket covering up the infinite possibilities of Creation. Lunacy! I can’t be the only one, either, which is a scary thought.