Blogging has come to a screeching halt around here. I started out missing a day or two; next thing you know it was a little better than sporadic. Now I’m barely even here. Some of you have asked me about it, and some could not care less. Who gives a shit.
I’ve said it before, but this new job is ruining my fun. I have very little free time, and when I do I’m too tired (or frustrated, unmotivated, etc.) to do anything. I barely ride my bike anymore, and as each day passes I wonder if I’ll want to again.
I hardly even play guitar either.
I took that photo last week, on the 45th anniversary of the death of Jimi Hendrix. As tired and worn out as I was from work, I still managed to play a few licks. It’s the little things I guess.
Fortunately, I’ve had plenty of time to drink beer. And lucky for me, Little Miss Sunshine is taking care of me in that department. She brings me the good shit.
I can’t enjoy bikes or guitars lately, but beer is always there to soothe me. The little lady recently returned from a trip to damn near Canada, and in a land of shitty beer she managed to grab some good stuff while no one was looking.
Quite honestly, no one there had no idea what it was. But I do.
Beer is good, but it’s not the answer to my problems. And before you ask, no, I don’t have a problem with the beer. I always drink it (and enjoy the good stuff ), but right now it seems to be the only hobby I have time to partake in. Things will get better, so I’ll try not to bitch about it too much. I took a step backwards career-wise, and right now I have to deal with it until something else comes along.
As for now, I don’t know what to do. I feel like writing some shit here every day is like therapy, and without it I’m turning more and more anti-social. I’ve been invited to hang out in social settings and rides and I keep saying no. Eventually, people will stop asking. Maybe that’s what I want.
And maybe that’s why my better half brought this new doormat home a few days ago.
As much as I want to pull the plug on this blog, I won’t. When I started writing, I did it like no one was reading it. Since then, lots of people are reading it but I have no idea why. If you enjoy it, thanks. If you don’t, thanks for that too.
Where am I going with this? Nowhere as usual. I’ll be here when I can, and hopefully when things get better it will be a little more on the regular. By that time though, all blogs will be dead.
Like they pretty much are anyway.