Blogs Are Stupid

Doesn't anyone believe in Dear Diary anymore? What happened to the joy of putting actual pen to paper? And why does every ordinary Jane and John think they can write well enough to burden the world with their scribblings? It’s a mystery that badly needs solving. My first entry contains my thoughts about blogging and will set your expectations. The rest will probably be stream of consciousness garbage, much like you’ll find on any other blog. Perhaps we will both come away enlightened.

Saturday, December 22, 2007


This afternoon we travelled to RidiculouslySmallTown for the second weekend in a row to exchange gifts with the inlaws.

It's a rainy, gray and gloomy day here in the South, but I don't think anybody is really complaining. Persistent drought conditions and the very real threat of running out of water altogether have pretty much squelched the usual grumbling that people do about that sort of thing.

On the way, there is a largish Baptist church, magestically situated atop a small hill next to a somewhat depleted lake. The marquis bore this message:

Live Nativity Cancelled.
Thank God For the Rain.

Ya gotta love a Christian with a sense of humor, doncha?


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