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My Drivel

Hey Rick, remember when you used to post more than just book reviews to your blog?

Ummm....yeah?

So, what about that? Are you ever going to do that again?

What?

Are you ever going to blog an original thought again, or are you simply going to review other people's thoughts for us?

When you put it like that, it sounds kind of harsh.

It's the voices in your head, so you should be used to that by now.

Good point.

So, stop avoiding the question. Are we ever going to see you blog regularly again?

This question leaves so much room for disappointment. In my head, there are 3 groups out there.

  1. Those who fear I'll say no and be faced with a blogosphere without my drivel.
  2. Those who are scared I'll say yes and be faced with reading more of my drivel. 
  3. Those who wonder if a 'yes' from me is only temporary.
So I am going to answer with a maybe. I intend to. I have some more thoughts to inflict on share with the world. But if you're looking for a daily thought, I'll tell you as I tell my kids all summer. I have this thing called a full time job

I usually say that when I've come home for lunch and am ready to go back when one of them, usually still with bed head, asks where I'm going. 

So be on the lookout for some new thoughts. But don't expect that I've become any more significant than the last time I was regularly blogging. 

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