I seem to be losing interest in this blogging thing, or maybe I’ve just run out of stuff to say. I refuse to engage in anything political again, so there goes lots of material, and Mrs. C has not called me a Jerk for a while.
I guess after posting daily for six years you run out of things to say. It is kind of like marriage. When Mrs. C and I go out to dinner we often have long periods of silence. When I start to say something, she already knows what I am going to say.
Sometimes something will happen and we both just start laughing.
“I know what you were going to say, and I agree, that is funny.”
“I thought you would think so.”
Then we go back to silence. I think I need more material.
Yesterday I was driving home from dinner with the wife and her sister. I saw a sight you don’t see every day.
An old dude in a wife-beater tee, was riding a bike and smoking a cigarette while carrying a rather large rocking cow…a rocking horse, except it was a cow.
“There is something I haven’t seen in ages.”
“Was that a rocking cow?”
“I believe it was. I see old dudes in wife-beater tees riding a bike while smoking a cigarette often, but not sure I’ve ever seen one carrying a large rocking cow!”
“Do you think he stole it?”
“Who would steal a rocking cow?”
“Probably bought it at a garage sale.”
“Someone’s grandchildren are going to be happy…I guess”
All right, that’s it, I may not be posting regularly for a while. I mean when it gets down to posting about a rocking cow, it might be time for a break…we’ll see.
Just another note. I no longer see a bazillion hits from Russia and the Ukraine, so apparently that part of the world no longer finds what I have to say to be fascinating. Recently, however, my email followers have jumped from 50 (which took 6 years to accumulate) to 125. In 10 days, I have 75 new followers. All of these new followers have outlook.com addresses, and most appear to have Hispanic surnames. Not sure what is happening, but:
Hola mi amigos.