Today, blogging is musing
Posted 11th March 2009 at 09:51 AM by 73 LeBaron
So how is today different?
Maybe I was wrong about the arrival of spring. Today is drear, if warm (72F when I drove by the florist; his clock's usually right, so I trust his thermometer), but the weather droids are saying snow flurries Friday. Bummer.
I suspect that I don't post (and especially top-post) much is that I think anything I might have to say is picayune and sophomoric. And in looking over the drivelous stuff I've posted, I am just as snarky as I was in seventh grade, and with more life experience and hence more snark.
I would never have thought that being reasonable facsimile of David Spade, except for the ineffectual part. I believe I'll step back from that precipice, thankyouverymuch.
Ranger Son has been living with me since he matriculated at Tech last August, and I was not happy about that; I had become accustomed to the peace and quiet of bachelorhood. Now he and his sweetheart have trekked off to a concert down in Carolina, and this ol' house is lonely. I think I'll throw a frozen pizza in the toaster oven and zone out early.
If the Lenten obligation is "no fast food," what's frozen pizza?
Maybe I was wrong about the arrival of spring. Today is drear, if warm (72F when I drove by the florist; his clock's usually right, so I trust his thermometer), but the weather droids are saying snow flurries Friday. Bummer.
I suspect that I don't post (and especially top-post) much is that I think anything I might have to say is picayune and sophomoric. And in looking over the drivelous stuff I've posted, I am just as snarky as I was in seventh grade, and with more life experience and hence more snark.
I would never have thought that being reasonable facsimile of David Spade, except for the ineffectual part. I believe I'll step back from that precipice, thankyouverymuch.
Ranger Son has been living with me since he matriculated at Tech last August, and I was not happy about that; I had become accustomed to the peace and quiet of bachelorhood. Now he and his sweetheart have trekked off to a concert down in Carolina, and this ol' house is lonely. I think I'll throw a frozen pizza in the toaster oven and zone out early.
If the Lenten obligation is "no fast food," what's frozen pizza?
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Picayune to some perhaps (not me), but hardly sophomoric. You have a definite style and wit to your writing, and I enjoy it.Posted 11th March 2009 at 11:40 AM by Dazzling White Diamonds 
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Thank you! I just have the writing bug, and blogging is an outlet. It is quite pleasing that you read what I write, and I hope you will continue to read and comment. This project is not guaranteed after Easter; daily blogging is a Lenten obligation for me that may or may not continue.
Or I may get delusions of adequacy and keep on; we'll see!Posted 11th March 2009 at 02:03 PM by 73 LeBaron
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Your florist has a clock and thermometer visible from the road? That's a very bank-like behavior. Interesting.
Posted 12th March 2009 at 11:54 AM by Uthrecht
