Stare Into Space

Too damn quiet

Posted on | June 14, 2008 | 3 Comments

I know.  I haven’t been posting much lately.  There’s no real reason other than the fact that I didn’t really have anything to say.  What can I do?  I’m not going to start posting stuff that’s even more bland and dull than the usual shite just to have something to post.  This dedication to the, albeit rather low, levels of quality that I’ve set is, I think, commendable.

I am profoundly conscious of my lack of posting however.  I feel I should be doing something here.  I just don’t have anything.  Even a Saturday night, fueled by beers and chilli, without my wife and daughter hasn’t inspired anything of interest – only a post, ironically enough, about not having anything to post about.

Incidentally, in a couple of days, I probably will have something of interest to say (to me at least).  It’s all still on the hush-hush though.  I’ve already said too much.

Now that I think of it, even that’s not interesting to anybody else.  I guess that now, I’m a real blogger.  I blog, therefore I am.  Validate me.  Please.

And Bowie just came on the telly.  How much does he rock?  Let me count the ways.


Gerry Hayes

Gerry Hayes

I mostly sit around all day and drink tea. Occasionally, I write stuff and send it to strangers so they can humiliate me and deride my efforts. Other than the self-harm to dull the shame of failure, it's not a bad life. Like I say, there's tea.

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