Impetus & Impotence

This kid is me trying to write a blog. Well his face is me, his hair is more Friar Tuck meets my neighbour Lori’s communion photo. For the month of February I have written 2 blogs. That’s a far cry from my 3 times a week standard from before. This is in large part due to lack of motivation. I start a blog, but then I file it away without finishing it or I do finish it but realize it’s crap and toss it.

On top of the motivational rut is the intimidation of people’s blogs that are far better. I don’t know why I let this bother me as I have a readership of my circle of friends, while blogs like fourfour and gofugyourself have thousands of weekly visitors. It’s that reality that someone is always funnier or a better writer or just beat you to the punch which makes you both admire them and secretly want to push them down a flight of stairs a la Showgirls.

I like blogging though. Since most of my life revolves around paper pushing and filing TPS reports, it’s nice to have an outlet to talk about my love of ricotta cheese or my love of Catwoman (entirely underrated cheese). Share my theories about who’s a tranny or why getting old inherently means being less cool. Mock celebrities, rave about TV shows, gripe about life, share knitting patterns, or just take a ride on the tangent train to WTF station.