To Blog Or Not To Blog

To Blog Or Not To Blog
I hopped around on some of my friends' blogs and realized that they discuss things that are a hell of a lot deeper than what I discuss. I just blather on about random crap. Which I guess falls in line with my mission statement. But they actually discuss their FEELINGS and stuff. About their lives and the people who play central or peripheral roles in them. This is completely beyond me. It's making me re-think the point of my blog. When I originally started this thing, it was because I wanted to brush up on my writing skills. I've deliberately stuck to generic topics and limited my passionate spiels to subject matters I believe in but am removed from, like politics. My goal was to create a blog of fluff that every so often touched on deeper matters going on in the larger picture, outside of my own personal domain. But now I find that writing this blog is getting increasingly more difficult. I am uninspired by the limitations I have placed on myself yet reluctant to show people what's behind door number three. See? At just the idea of opening my personal thoughts up I'm already resorting to tacky cliches. I have to think on this for a bit. This could just be the result of my realizing that thanks to the absence of employment, my pregnancy and subsequent parenthood, I've had to rely on electronic media for blogging inspiration. Which in the grand scheme of things is really no inspiration at all. Since I'm unwilling to discuss my greatest joys here ("my preciouses"), I am in need of a muse.

I guess I could:

A) Give it up because we're all bored
B) Continue along but look to the written word for inspiration
C) Discuss more of my feelings as they relate to my life and interpersonal relationships (excluding Geo of course)
D) Talk about sex more because Paul says I've only mentioned the word "sex" 16 times on my blog. I don't think he counted the synonyms. I rarely say "sex" right? Don't I usually say "bangin" or something equally foul??

Wait am I on the precipice of a tangent? Might as well jump off.

Geo and I headed over to IKEA the other day for some Swedish meatballs. Yeah I know it's pretty ghetto to head over there just to eat but what you crave is what you crave. Anyway they serve them with this slimy fruit thing made out of "lingonberries."

Riss: What's a lingonberry? Is that like a dingleberry?
Geo: I've eaten one before. They're good.
Riss: You've eaten a dingleberry before???
Geo: No, I've eaten a lingonberry before.
Riss: Oh. I was gonna say... way to overshare before a meal.

Incidentally, Geo and I also go to Home Depot sometimes just to eat. The truck outside the store has really good chili cheese dogs. You can almost feel the chili sliding down and clogging up your arteries. That's the hallmark of truly good chilianythings, like Tommyburgers in L.A. Of course, the price you pay is a high one. Have that Pepto at the ready.