So… did you miss me?

Back when I started this and was using the Monaural Jerk publishing system, I felt compelled to post early and often. I even setup the “guilt” display so I’d know if I dipped below a certain percentage of posts per week/month/year.

How things change…

What happened? First, I lost my favorite job ever. I doubt that I’m ever going to bounce back fully from the depression which followed that event. When you don’t feel good about yourself, you certainly don’t want to share that with the world on a continual basis. (That is, unless you’re more of a moody exhibitionist than I’ll ever be.)

Then, Twitter happened. When I can blurt out my usual brand of inanity in 140 characters or less any time I like from any location with mobile phone coverage, there’s much less inanity queued up for posting here.

Now I even have Google+, which means that the slightly longer forms of inanity can go there. What does that leave here?

I don’t know. When I started this, I called it a “journal” because I was going to chronicle my life. A big part of that is because my memory is questionable at the best of times so it seemed a good idea to have a way to go back and remember what happened in years gone by. Of course, now I don’t have much going on. I work, I eat, I sleep, I go out on dates on a regular basis, but very little of moment needs documenting. My job certainly doesn’t provide the level of entertaining anecdotes that a career in radio used to offer, my love life is rather private, and my only public hobby already has its own website.

I’m not going to retire this. In fact, I want to find a purpose for the silly thing. I just haven’t found that yet.

In the mean time… thanks for still being here.