Drawing Blanks...

You know, this is my third attempt at a blog post that will be worth reading in 2007 and I am drawing a complete blank. I just don't have anything at all to say. (Me..the loud-mouth of the century. I know, its weird, isn't it?)

I'm not sure why, but just staring at this screen is enough to make me want to gnash my teeth, throw my hands up and stomp off. Perhaps it is residual post-move feelings of being unsettled..who knows. Perhaps it is just not something I have much interest in doing anymore, except that I really do..if I had something to say. Or perhaps it is because my life is fairly mundane and I figure that dragging you all through it with me four times a week has got to bore you guys as much as it sometimes bores me. What do ya say? Do I keep this up? Do I mix up the format somewhat and attempt to write other things as well? Maybe some lame-assed attempts at creative writing so you can point fingers and laugh at my inadequacies? Weekly recipes? Astute observations on things like religion and politics? (If anything is going to make someone gnash their teeth, that pretty much has to be it; right?) My ongoing attempts at getting into better physical condition, a workout journal (or lack thereof) and diet tips? Dirty pictures? (kidding on that one, sorry pervs!)

Man, I totally need to pull myself up by the bootstraps here, because this funk is turning into a veritable mire. One that has taken place as a result of my being offline during the great move of 2006 and getting out of the habit of updating. Bad, bad idea.

Thoughts?