Midweek timeout. Take a breath. You can make it if you try. It has been a busy week so far and I feel like I have spent so much time with the photos that I have neglected the writing aspect of blogging.
What is blogging? Perhaps it is thinking out loud. Or maybe it is a rap session. Remember those? We used to have them all the time when we were in college. Somebody would stop by and then somebody else who hoped to be with that somebody would walk by the room.
And then that somebody would do a U-turn and flop down on the beanbag chair. And then somebody else who wanted to “protect” one of those already in the room would suddenly appear. Somebody would tell a joke and then the noise level would rise and the guys or girls in the neighboring room would have to investigate.
Is blogging like that? In it’s better moments perhaps. It COULD BE like that if a lot of old foggies like myself decided we wanted it to be like that.
The physical element would be missing. But some of us wouldn’t regret that at all. None of the guys who are still holding on to their midlife crises would be interested.
But the rest of us would find some comfort in pretending we were in that smelly room again and just sharing our thoughts and emotions with others who were in the same boat.
And trying to navigate without a paddle.
Hey dude! Did you hear what Robin had to say? She is so far out. She knows how to put things in perspective. She helps me deal with things i dream about when I’m lonely. I can’t say enough about her. Now she has the word when it comes to falling in love.
What a babe.
Let’s order a pizza. Anybody got any money?