It is somewhat frightening to me that non-techy, ancient me is so proficient at teasing up my blog hit count when ever it dips. Lately, suffering from a newly discovered viral form of ennui (JK), I have not wanted to write much in this blog.
The statistics on the Amazon site cause my mind to cower behind a nebulous gray curtain. I apparently have a presence now and it is up to me to make it grow. I have one more book in my head and if I write it down, what will I run through my brain at night in order to go to sleep? Besides, I have changed the focus of the book, a totally arbitrary situation which fluctuates with my location on the mania spectrum. I have 25,000 words that I, of course, love, but it contains two disjointed threads that I have no idea of how to connect. Is that sentence diagrammable? I was thinking of bringing in God again for a three or four page aside as I personally find that so clever and amusing.
Also, because of what I deem political insanity, I have dropped out of some sites I used to frequent and enjoy. The discourse with other like-minded individuals was frequently amusing and interesting, and they needed me on which to vomit out their bile which must now be backing up most unpleasantly. But then I realized that they were, by and large, not at all like-minded but in fact were deluded individuals with some sort of Utopian mind set that I am unable to comprehend. Maybe that is why I have such a huge presence in the Ukraine. Everyone is most assuredly entitled to their own opinions, and I find that I am much more tolerant of other people’s (peoples’?) ideas, or as I prefer to call them–delusions, but I certainly don’t have to stand around and listen to them. Besides, the people of this mind set to which I now refer are extremely intolerant of my clear thinking, logical and very humane philosophies.
And several of those people that I seem to have more of an understanding or, perhaps, camaraderie with continue to converse with me through other venues. It is a strange phenomenon that needs to be explored that there are people on the web that you never meet or actually hear but you have the certain feeling that you “like” or “dislike” them. For all I know they are actually lizard skinned horned aliens, (No. Not you guys. I love you and I think you are beautiful.)
Well, my point from which I so artfully digressed, (I have stopped herein to have pot roast with noodles and a frosty cold MGD,) was that my disconnect from some certain circles has not affected my artificially inflated blog stats. So, hang in here with me. Some real gem may pop up here at any moment. Although I think it unlikely that I will ever match the caliber of the cable guy post.
Let’s see. I must leave you with a CTA to which so very few of you respond. Nevertheless, I feel obligated.
How best do you prefer your beef served? Steak? Burger? Tartare? Let me know. I am hanging on the outcome. I am crazy for pot roast.