She’s right, you know, my new friend from the housewarming party the other night: I haven’t written on the blog in a long time.
I owe you all an apology, if, indeed, you actually missed me.
If not, then, hi! Welcome (back) to my blog.
You know how these things happen — someone starts a blog and it goes great for a while, then a pandemic strikes, and life as we know it is suspended. So the writer begins writing interior monologues, surreal short stories, overly long recollections about that dream from last night, and, in the worst of cases, poetry.
Years later, the pandemic subsides and the writer realizes that the only way to keep the blog going is to again walk the streets looking for the magic, the occasional photo, and a decent story idea.
But, in a panic, the blogger realizes two things: One, that means going outside where hoards of visiting Texans and Floridians are walking around without masks, spewing their toxins in the air. And, two, at least 17 other people in town are now writing the same sort of blog.
As with all people held captive in their homes during a pandemic quarantine, the blogger now over-thinks everything. And is thus able to accomplish nothing.
You may have noticed that I am not even writing a blog post yet, although I’ve managed to type more than 200 words on this page.
My blog muscles have gone as flabby as the rest of me. Time for yoga for bloggers! Jogging the memory! Pushing pencils! Running at the mouth! Punching up the old vocabulary! Stretching two facts and a rumor into a blog post! Heavy lifting of quotes from other writers (with ab work, that is, attribution, of course)!
Of course, I need to ease into all this. I don’t want to pull a bad pun or tear a soliloquy.
So, here’s the thing. Are you up for some nice pictures? I’m going to post a few here just to get back into shape. You may have seen some of these on Facebook, unless you unfollowed me because of my radical left ravings. Regardless, I think they look better on the blog, and, hey, no pictures of cats!
So, some pictures.
Maybe next time, I’ll actually think of something to say.