Odd Still Life

And decided I’m going to post a few more times today. Maybe some resolutions, maybe some links, maybe some goofy stuff. I was thinking about starting a new section. I might. Tomorrow there will be a photo up here, if I can figure out how to do that. Sometimes I’m smarter than I think I am and sometimes I’m not.

The one thing I seriously wanted to do this year I didn’t get done. I wanted to get a book published. I ran into some serious writer’s block, though, and wound up with about 60 pages of useless blah-blah-blah. I’m going to try again this year. New year. New story. New blah-blah-blah.

I’m still fiddling around with Inform 7. I can’t quite figure out whether I want to finish the mystery game yet or the fantasy game. (There’s one other type that I’m thinking about but I’ll probably release that one under a psudonym. Wink. Nod. Nudge.)

Anyhoo. . . I’m really feeling . . . um . . . whatever you call it when your fingers don’t seem to want to stop jabbing at the keyboard. So, it can not be imagined how many posts I might get up today. Mind you they will probably be just a lot of blah-blah-blah.

I will not be explaining the original post of December the 18th. It was nothing and can be forgotten about. As far as me attempting to write several more posts on this, the last day of the year? I’m not sure yet, but you could hold your breath if you wish so to do.

No! No! Please! Do not hold your breath! I’m kidding! I might add some posts, but I just don’t know yet. (For Pete’s sake I don’t need people passing out on my account.)

I’m only posting this because I am sending an e-mail to a relative, mentioning this site, and I wanted to put something new up (even a lame post) just in case she stops by.

In all seriousness, I might post an explanation at a later date. But probably not.

Happy New . . . em . . . Happy New January!

(Because not everybody’s [calendar] year starts on January the First!) — See I told you. Terrible writing.

I am completely confused. I just got another 20 people checking out my site since I last updated. What gives? Thanks, though. It’s pretty cool to know somebody out there actually sees this blather I call a blog. (Hehe. The Blathering Blog. Good title. Surely someone already has it. Gonna look it up.)

I am going to attempt to keep writing on this blog, at least every few days. Then, starting in January, there’s going to be the new daily photo thingy. (Not from one hour to the next. That idea fizzled fast when I realized I couldn’t drag myself out of a nice warm bed to go and take a picture in the fraking icy cold at 3:00 a.m..) It should be pretty cool.

I like people to come to my blog. I’d love it if you’d leave a comment, but I don’t mind. I like you anyway.

The next few months should be pretty interesting as I try to do some things I thought I’d never get around to doing. So, stick around and thanks for coming.

Oh, yeah. Fa-la-la-la-la . . . French Vanilla. (Hehehe.)

Seriously, though. Joy! Peace! Love! Festive Tidings!

HAPPY HOLIDAYS!

I have not been posting this month because. . . well, I have been having lots of stuff happen. Such as a broken car. So, I’ve been walking and not on the phone in case someone needs to call. (Also I’ve sort of been hoping for family to call us and say things like “Happy Holidays! How have you been, these last six months, since we last spoke!”)

I have been trying to write a content thingy for my site and have been superiorly and wildly unsuccessful. (I have the feeling I just misspelled three words and no I’m not going to spell check. Eh!)

I have been severely depressed about family relationships that have been neglected (equally) by myself and others. I feel guilty. I hope they feel guilty, also. (It doesn’t help us communicate, but I’d feel better knowing I wasn’t the only one suffering.)

I am in the middle of a small drama which I will not even have a hint of the conclusion of for the next four days. (Those of you who read this blog regularly may actually be able to guess what the drama is. If you do guess, e-mail, don’t comment. A couple hundred people are checking out this site again and if any of those people actually know me, I’d hate for word to circulate. Ehem!) The details are a bit bizarre and well worth the read if the conclusion is what it might be. (Otherwise, I’ll have to explain the weird reasons for whatever. If that makes any sense.)

I . . . have run out of excuses. I have decided to start on January the first of 2007 a photo a day thing, both here and at tracelore (my handle over at flickr — just search for tracelore — I haven’t bothered to do a full address set up over there, besides searching tracelore only takes, what, twelve seconds at the most). [Never did the photo a day thing. Still planning it, especially since I got a pretty good Olympus digital camera the other day, but still nothing concrete.]

Okay. That last paragraph was horribly badly written and I apologize. I am, however, not going to fix it. I’m too lazy. (Which is probably, after all, the main reason I haven’t blogged this month.)

About L. (for those of you who e-mailed) she got worried about losing her job and decided not to blog again for a while. She promises to comment every once and again. But she’ll probably chicken out on that, too. [She sort of did and I was required to remove the post she did do, a long time later.]

That’s absolutely right. There isn’t anyone around but us chickens. Bawk!