I woke up yesterday morning wanting to find a niche for my blog. People blog about all types of things. Sports, gardening, children, religion, the topics are endless. So I looked back at the 39 posts I have published since I started this page at the beginning of September, hoping that I could find some kind of a pattern to what I was writing about. A common denominator that linked all of my posts together. What I discovered is that I may be the Jerry Seinfeld of blogging. Just like his TV show was, this blog is about nothing. There is no theme. My blogging is like a shotgun blast. My posts are like pellets flying off into all different directions. I would like to find a niche.
I began to wonder if I could blog about my day to day activities. Would there be enough going on there to interest people? Deep down I don’t think that will work because to be honest my daily activities don’t even interest me that much. My wife said she thinks I would be more interesting if I tried being in a little better mood once in a while. My head tells me that this might be the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard her say but all at once my mouth starts moving, seemingly involuntarily, and I say to her, “You have a really good point there Dear.” For maybe the only time in my life, my mouth spoke without consulting my brain and it came out right. I’m off to a good start because that’s pretty interesting right there!
Other interesting things I discovered yesterday;
If you cut your ear shaving, don’t plan on going anywhere for a while. It takes forever to stop bleeding and putting a band aid on your ear just looks stupid.
Pick up after your dogs BEFORE picking up the leaves. Either that or wear gloves.
You are almost guaranteed of getting a toothache within 24 hours of declining your dentists offer to move up your appointment date.
If as much hair was growing out of my head as it is out of my nose and ears, I would look more like Elvis. But not the 1950’s or 60’s Elvis. The 1970’s Elvis who ate too many peanut butter and banana sandwiches and fell off the toilet.
When you bring your car to your mechanic for an oil change there is exactly a 33 and a third percent chance you will need more than an oil change, because that squeaking noise you heard was not oil related.
If you answer a phone call from an unknown number and the person on the other end asks, “Am I speaking with (insert your name hear)?” Your safest response is, “No you are not. Can I take a message?”
If you have a dream that you are on a golf course and all of a sudden a chipmunk chases you down the fairway and runs up your shorts, don’t look to the internet for an interpretation of what that dream means unless you are not worried about never being able to fall asleep again.
I learned all of these things in just one day!
Interesting.