I remember when I first realized that someone was actually consistently reading my blog; it was the day my blog changed.
It’s hard to block out your audience.
I think most of us will sing along with our iPods if we know no one is listening. I think most of us stop singing when someone comes along.
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She asked if I liked to cook; I paused a moment trying to find the most actuate answer.
I said, “Well, it’s more that I like to eat.”
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Sometimes, I just write to write; I’m not trying to convey a message or even tell a story, I’m just passing time.
I was doing such the other day, watching the letters that I typed as they strung together into words and I realized that I wasn’t looking at the keyboard like I normally do and I wondered: “When the heck did that happen?”
A random note in my random notes for my random blog for random thoughts for
puppies for cats for for lizard for Apple pie for space cadets for rain for
sleet for the Canadian rapper, Snow…
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I have 1 million notes in my head and 1 million other notes from other
people Kept in the place where my bathing suit covers. I’m sitting on a
tiny litt...
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