Hey! How are you all doing? I know, I know.I’ve been a bad boy… Hardly a blog over the last few weeks months. Don’t push it – it hasn’t been years. No. Not!
Okay. I don’t really have an excellent excuse. But let me give it a shot in any case.
I’ve been a bit all over the place. Got a brand new job a few months ago and haven’t stopped running since. Been on the road for a pretty big part of the last 8 or 10 weeks. Coming up for air as we speak. Cool job. Cool organization. Very cool people. Loving it. A place where value and values really walk hand-in-hand. So that is my excuse and I am sticking to it.
Not really a good excuse? Okay, I just took a break from blogging. I didn’t lose my mojo. I just left it at home while I traveled. Read a lot on the plane rides. Played PSP. Fixed up the garden for summer. (Got a nice veggie patch and all!) Played with the girls. Loaded old and new music on my iPod (The Ramones is back on the menu.) You know – the usual. A little bit of this and a little bit of that.
But I did blog. Oh yes I did! I just never posted any of them. Or actually completed any of them. I’ll start writing one and then stop. All 143 of them… Some almost done and some hardly started. But they are there. Saved. So this is what I am going to do…
I’ll post them “as is”. Tie up a few “loose ends”. You know, get them out the way. Don’t expect too much. They are rough around the edges. But I am taking responsibility in these tough economic times and using what I have… Mr Responsibility. Reducing my blogging footprint by recycling draft stories and opinions. Hum… That one didn’t work.
From tomorrow onwards you’ll get random blogs. Bit and pieces. All under the “Loose Ends” heading. Clearing out the old draft section.
I hope you enjoy. If not. Well, tough.
Oh, don’t worry. I have a few new unwritten blogs as well. Some early thoughts. About pigs and kissing and my girls and cotton tail bunnies and gardening while dreaming of farming and the company you keep and… and… and… so much more. It’s all there. Stuck up in the old head waiting to come out and play. But that is for another day. For now you are stuck on the Angry African’s clearing house…
Tying up a few loose ends.