I don't know the answer but in private times I think that I know the answer.  At any rate, I can honestly say that I don't just blog during election times, it just seems that way.  I go back every so often and look at my original posts (you know, the ones that will keep me from ever being in public office) and think about how angry I seem.  I was simply trying to be snarky and sarcastic but I probably came across more dickish than anything.  That is OK, if I want to make a career out of it I can always write for a local entertainment paper.  After all, the RFT or whatever you call it in other cities is simply a place for no-talent writer hacks to try to smooth out the rough edges of their version of the English language.  I also seem to believe that most of those idiots are there simply to hear themselves talk anyway.  After all, how much of a loser do you need to be to write something that no one will ever read.  It would be like publishing a blog that no one will ever read...
Sunday, January 15, 2012
Shocking
I keep coming back here to realize that I still have this blog active.  I am trying to figure out why I cannot stick with it or anything.  I think I think that I think people may or may not read it.  I had some friends in Orlando who used to keep track of it but they stopped due to one or more of the following reasons:  1)I am a lot more boring than I think I am.  2)My life got a lot less interesting.  3)Their lives got a lot more interesting.  4)We all have kids now so the world seems much less drab and drum.
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Dickish,
Growing Up,
writers
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