After reading a family member’s Facebook post today, I was moved to send her a link over to “I have to wipe his what?” blog. Which led me down a path, as these things often do, to sending my good friend David over at “Life of a Father of Five” a note saying, “Hey man, I don’t blog much anymore. You have my permission to remove my blog from your blog roll, GUILT-FREE!”
Which he declined on moral grounds stating that maybe one day I’ll get off my lazy butt and start blogging again. (I paraphrase)
I really should, and I know this. It’s not that I don’t have time so much as it that the little bit of free time I do have, I like to spend lying in my bed at night with my wife in hopes that she’ll take pity on this graying stallion and let me practice my “oh so overused” moves on her before she falls off to sleep by 9:30 p.m. So see, it’s really nature preventing me from blogging…not laziness.
In truth, I’ve started and deleted a number of posts in the last year. Usually, I recognize them for what they are–wallowing in self pity–and I, realizing how pathetic I sound, delete the post rather than joining the ranks of the millions of others out there similarly enamored of their own depression.
But I hereby declare, maybe not a resurgence, so much as an EFFORT…to blog more often. And while I realize I have probably lost every regular visitor I have, perhaps I’ll use my professional marketing skills to just blow this thing outta the water.
For now though, it’s 9:23, which means I only have about 7 minutes left to woo women. Which should be plenty of time…and then some.