Today is day one of NaBloPoMo (National Blog Posting Month). Everyday for the whole month of November, including holidays, I'm suppose to "blog". As this day was getting closer, I was starting to ponder, why?. Why did I think I could blog everyday for a month? Who talked me into this? What the fuck was I thinking? Why? Why? Why? Here's what I came up with:
- The really cool prizes enticed me.
- I was suffering a momentary lapse in logic.
- I sometimes succumb to peer pressure even if that peer pressure is coming from people I never actually met. (but have sent fruit to)
- Blogging everyday is something I always wanted to do but never seem to make time for, now I will be "forced" to.
- I have a whole lot of "stuff" to write about and this is my excuse.
- I'm just learning to type with all 10 fingers and I don't want to let that skill slip.
- I have too much time on my hands after 12 hours of working the farm and running errands all day.
- I look forward to the challenge and am secretly excited about it.
So my little huckleberries, stop in everyday and see what tales or jumbled words have escaped my brain pan and found their way to the Asylum walls.
Today is day one of NaBloPoMo (National Blog Posting Month). Everyday for the whole month of November, including holidays, I'm suppose to "blog". As this day was getting closer, I was starting to ponder, why?. Why did I think I could blog everyday for a month? Who talked me into this? What the fuck was I thinking? Why? Why? Why? Here's what I came up with:
