Forced communication

I supose this is a pretty 'guy-brain' line of thinking.

it all started because I was talking to my friend at work today about how my blog was going. Then it occured to me that it was high time I wrote 'something'.

So now I have a problem, what does one write about when the only thing that is important is that something is written. The possibilities are endless. when I consider the number of things that I haven't written about in my life, the list is positively staggering. I'm sure, for example, that there are some quite facinating amazonian beetles somewhere that do something very interesting. Unfortunately I can't prove it.

There are also, no doubt, a vast number of inspirational human interest stories about triumph over adversity that I know nothing about (though I think we more easily relate to adversity overcoming our desire to triumph, but that is a post for another day.)

Hmmmmm,

It reminds me of times when a significant other has determined it is time for us to 'communicate', and I find at that very moment I have nothing to say. I don't want to even think about the kind of trouble I have fallen into in the past by trying to formulate a thought on the spot that reflected where we were heading as a couple. ugh!

And so it falls to this. Nothing. At this point I'm actualy feeling rather pleased with myself that I have written all this and effectively not said anything at all.

So there you have it, a post about nothing.

Seinfeld online.

Excellent :)