Breaking My Wayback Machine
So, I’m thinking about making my blog a little less blog-a-day-zical. Eeek! I know right!?
I mean, frankly who wants to read this much of my silly ramblings every single day? Well, other than my cats, and the other small rodents they have over when I’m not around (really guys, the tiny beer cans so give it away).
Perhaps if I post 3 or 4 times a week, that will suffice to get my blog fix. I can last that long between ramblings, right?
Well, uhm, okay . . .
The actual truth is: I think I broke my Way-Back Machine from using it too much.
I was sitting here pulling buttons and twisting levers and pushing knobs . . . wait, that doesn’t sound right. And then the cat sneezed (I so don’t want to talk about that mess) and the next thing I know I’m way outside of my “normal” blog zone. I have no idea when I am now . . . or then . . . or . . .
OMG . . . is that a pterodactyl??
I’ll get back to you.