Bloggin'

There are many blogs that I read, different kinds of blogs, from a variety of people. Moms, dads, college students, artists, globetrotters, geeks, anyways you get what I mean. What I'm always wondering is how do people get so much to write about? Especially on personal blogs. It's either everyone has a super interesting life and I'm stuck with a boring one where the most exciting thing that happens in my week is going to Mister Tiki Mai Tai Lounge with a bunch of friends after work, or else I'm crap at writing about an uneventful day by writing an essay about the little things, like my thoughs on going to the bathroom or how pissed off I got driving home from work stuck in traffic. So which one is it? Or maybe it's a combination of both.

See, I spend most of the day at work, like everyone else that works full time I would suppose, I get home, cook and eat, sit at the computer doing various things (like reading blogs for one !), occasionally watch some TV while I'm on the computer, then shower and get to bed, where I spend an hour or two reading and then sleep, most of the time not because I'm tired but because it's late. What's there to write about? I mean my days aren't always so predictable, sometimes instead of going home after work I go out with a couple of my friends, and then by the time I get home I'm too tired to do anything so I just shower and sleep, which means there's even less to write about. Weekend are different, I'm out most of the time and they aren't so boring as the rest of the week, but still nothing to rave about in a blog post. There are people that do a lot of ranting and complaining on their blog, about how this sucks and that stinks and the other is unacceptable, but me? There's not much I could complain about. In general I'm not one to complain much, I usually accept anything and go with the flow, at work, with friends, anything actually. Unless something is really bugging me, then you will hear me complain alright, but that happens once in a while, and I'm very thankful for that. I could write about everything that happens to me, from when I wake up to the time I go to sleep, but wouldn't that make for a big boring blog? And I don't care for that anyways, I never meant to write about every little thing I do. My purpose to start a blog was to write about my thoughts rather, of which I don't seem to have much !

Well I did go to a shooting range this week. And want to know what I thought about that? It was freakin' AWESOME ! I got to use a shotgun for the very first time and I didn't think I'd like it so much, but I actually loved it. I hit like 2 of the 25 targets, but that's not important, what's important is that I used a gun. You got to agree that it's cool right? We plan to go again soon and I want to try with the handguns, I think I'd like it even better than the shotgun. They had rifles and bows too, maybe we'll try them all one by one. They all sound fun, but I still think I'd like the handgun best.

Oh and because I read www.dooce.com, I caved in and bought her book "Things I learned About My Dad". Mainly out of curiosity, but if it's as witty as some of her blog posts are then it should be good. I'm hoping on that. I got it in the mail yesterday and I can't wait to start reading it, but because I always have to finish one book before starting another I got to wait a couple of days more.

How's that for a blog post on my uneventful life?!