What do you write about when you have nothing to say?
I really have no ideas. Nothing.
Nothing….
It’s winter. I hate winter. Winter “stinks.”
I bet you agree. Unless you ski. If you ski, you might not hate winter as much.
I used to ski. I haven’t in a long time.
My cats don’t like winter, even though they’re not outdoor cats.
They don’t like the windows being closed. When the windows are open this time of year, it’s too cold to sit on the sill.
I got a haircut this weekend. That was good.
I like coffee. I’m working on my third cup now.
I should have worn thicker pants today. It’s cold outside; too cold for these thin dress pants.
I should wear thicker pants in winter. I hate winter.
But I like thick pants. I wear corduroys by choice, not just necessity.
When you wear long johns under corduroys, they make more noise when you walk.
When you wear corduroys and squeaky shoes, it’s hard to sneak up on people.
Not that I really try to sneak up on people.
I’m just saying in theory…
The dress pants I’m wearing and slippers would be better for sneaking up on people.
But what would I do when I got there? Yell, “boo!” and giggle.
The winter is a good time for indoor projects. I have a lot of indoor projects to do.
I didn’t really do any this weekend.
I cleaned the kitchen. I worked through most of the leftovers in the fridge.
I didn’t have much reason to leave the apartment.
Cat food. Some soda.
Exciting stuff.
Asteroids are exciting. So are meteors.
They’re also dangerous.
I learned that a meteor is the object in the sky; a meteorite is a meteor that hits the ground.
Interesting.
Will I ever be able to use that knowledge?
I guess I just did.
I’m glad I don’t live in Russia. Not because of meteors; it just doesn’t look like a fun place to live.
BRB. Have to get a refill.
OK. Back. Still nothing.
Yahoo. Twitter. Facebook. Tumblr. Scrounging for something to get me fired up.
Story on Yahoo: “Some states start making the rescued pay” Interesting…charging people who climb mountains and get stuck for the cost of rescuing them…makes sense.
That’s about as much as I have to say on the subject.
I have to get money for laundry. Keep forgetting to do cash back at CVS.
I hate ATM fees. Does it really cost that much?
And don’t get me going on overdrafts.
I’d join Occupy Wall Street people in protest, but those people always looked so skanky.
And I can only take so many protest chants and bongo playing.
I’ll occupy my living room. At least it’s warm there.
The cats wouldn’t like it.
They don’t like winter.
But I think I covered that already.



