I’ve gotten several emails, comments, inquiries as of late regarding my lack of blogging. Besides being extremely busy at work, the simplest answer is I just haven’t felt like it. It seems to be a trend as I’ve noticed many of my regular reads have slacked off lately as well.
For my part, I’ve always catered to the idea that blogging shouldn’t be forced. Forcing it often leads to resentment which defeats the whole purpose, IMHO. Never fear, I haven’t given up and this blog is NOT closing, not even close. I still have tons to say and lord knows I have an opinion about everything.
On the flip side, I’ve met several new people thru my blog as of late. Not 1, not 2 but 3 guys have come forward as regular readers who rarely comment but wanted to meet. The first guy has apparently been reading for years and only just recently decided to see if I was up for meeting.1 We had dinner and got to know each other a bit. He got to see my tattoo the very same day I got it. Anyway, dinner was nice and I enjoyed it. The 2nd guy was totally looking to get laid.2 The 3rd was a bit odd. I got the distinct impression he was testing to see if my blog was real. His questions sounded more like accusations than interest. He seemed to give up at one point after several “discrepancies” he pointed out were nothing more than perception. I was secretly amused at his persistence and annoyance that he couldn’t trip me up. He also discovered how blunt I can be when he asked questions I felt were inappropriate. I doubt he’ll continue to read.
I’m always curious as to what inspires someone to come forward to meet after waiting so long. I see myself as a very approachable and clearly I have no problem being open. The irony here is I often get way more private emails than I do posted comments. In talking with other blog buddies, I seem to the exception vs the rule in this arena. I still haven’t figured it out but it doesn’t really matter. I’m still flattered every time someone new “pops up”. I don’t see my life as all that exciting to be honest. But having grown up in the middle of nowhere TX, I can relate on the perceptual differences. lolol