I have a few readers; my mom, Dad A, a few friends, and a lurker from Torrence, CA. But I also have one of those blogs that causes your finger to instinctively click the Next Blog button around 7.3 seconds after stumbling upon it. (Is it because I start sentences with conjunctions? I know it's wrong, but they just spill out of my fingertips!)
I should know...I do it to boring blogs all day. Especially the ones where dog owners write diaries in the voice of their canine. That's just weird.
In truth, I want to be brilliant. I want to be magnetic. I want you to subscribe to me because you can't rest without knowing my deep thoughts for the day.
But I can't be any of these things when I have nothing to say.
Hopefully one of Paul's kids says something funny this weekend so I can have a story to tell my mom. And Erica.
Sigh...I give up.