A blog is a living, breathing thing. I believe this. Some blog for a living, some blog for friends and family, and others blog for their own outlet.
I like to say that I don't care how many comments I get, or how many folks read this drivel. I'd be lying, though, if I did say that. I *do* care about who reads. I *do* care who comments. I'm the worst lurker out there, during the week, but I wish I could comment more. Ask Traci, Sonya, Russ, or any other blogger who has met me: I will ask 1,000,000 questions and monopolize the conversation.
What's the point? I had one when I started this post. Hmmm.
Oh yeah, what kind of blog do you like? Is this nonsense stupid enough that I ought to give it up? Is the "braille room number" thing used up? Sick of my car issues?
If all of that is old, what DO you want to see here?
I'm blogging for work now, which is very structured and very censored (not in a bad way, it's just how it must be) and it makes me wonder about the personal blog.
I have some great pics from my commute, but they seem lame, now. I have some sunrise pics, but that seems "so last week."
Input appreciated. I'm not saying that I'll go away. I'm just saying that I can drive this blog in a better direction, if I'm headed for a cliff right now. I don't wanna go Thelma and Louise on you.