The Dem Party has bought this billboard to make sure Rush Limbaugh sees it on his way to work every day this year.

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EXISTENTIAL ANGST

I’m having existential angst about this blog. I’ve been doing this for a long time. I’ve written about very personal things and national politics. I’ve written about art and movies and relationships and technology. I’ve written more than a 1,000 posts, many with multiple parts. There’ve been about 700 comments total, including my responses to comments.
That’s all good except that I’m tired of it.
I want to do other things and it takes up a lot of time, especially it takes a lot of time to find the videos and photos and news items and a good daily thought. Then, I have to change gears and think in a cat way about what I’ve been writing from my human point of view. After all this and several years, I now find through Google Analytics that only about 30 people read this blog on a good day and most months/weeks it goes from about a dozen people up to almost 50 the day of my Inauguration post on Jan. 21.
I don’t make any money (there aren’t any ads on the site, for one thing) doing this and I’ve been in plenty of trouble over what i thought were no more than innocent comments in passing.
Then there’s my daily journal entry in my private diary and the daily entry of words of wisdom I’ve read and my musings over wisdom that I do immediately thereafter. I am actually trying to write some fiction to sell, but that seems to get less attention from me than some woman blogger with her panties in a knot.
I just got off a hiatus from blogging at the last of last year, so you’d think I’d emerge re-energized. Nope. What really happened is that I just kind of slid away from it just far enough to see that all that writing here in the blog and in my diary and elsewhere were ways to procrastinate from other activities that are objectively more important in my life.
I DO like having a voice, even if it’s a weak and wavering voice on the edges of anything important at its best.
In some ways, I feel like I was made to do this kind of thing. I’m articulate and well read and concerned about public policy issues and personal issues that face us all. It’s often the most fun thing I do all day. However, just to be realistic about it, I’d be better off if I did something else with my time, including some home repairs that have gone months without a thought.
Similarly, as my meds kick in and I start spending more and more days and time at work, the opportunity for me to do this is becoming marginal at best.
All of this goes a long way round the mulberry bush to say something very familiar to many of you:
Thursday afternoon: I have nothing to report. h/t to Mike Carpenter.
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SINCE THEY DON’T BLOG BUT SOMEONE HAS TO

These are pictures of Suz and Pat in Mexico on vacation. They’ve promised to introduce me to the girl Pat’s talking to.

She must be in Mexico, she's smiling and she doesn't do that here

Mardi Gras video

Mardi Gras from Keith Loutit on Vimeo.