That is a fitting name for this post, as the winds outside our house right now are blowing at speeds that have been clocked at 85 mph, which is technically hurricane-force. The wind truly sounds like a freight train. I have never experienced such a ferocious wind storm, and we get them every year around this time. Oy. If you've checked the news, you've heard about the Malibu fire, but seriously, when doesn't Malibu burn? Every frickin year they have a fire, it just goes with the territory of being remote and having heavy brush, combined with no irrigation and a canyon. It's just a volatile mix. Meanwhile, in the very canyon in which my house is located (the Fremont Canyon) we are in the thick of those winds clocked at hurricane speed, and it is just crazy, people. There are trees being uprooted everywhere, as well as something that just hit my roof. I'm not kidding. We have seen at least two transformers blow out, kind of pretty, actually that huge blue glow ...
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I think those "big" bloggers who try to make a living off their personal journals, jumped the shark ages ago.
I've made my peace with this - I decided long ago that some days I'd be online, and some days I wouldn't, and if people didn't like my habits, screw 'em. There's a whole big world out there beyond your computer screen waiting to be discovered. That world is what preserves our sanity. Spending more time in it will also inspire us to write better when we come back to our blogs.
I just hope that if mine does, someone tells me.
My posts have been boring as batshit drying.
sometimes we all just need to take a break. Now I'm going to be wondering if my humble place has "jumped the shark."
Heidi
And let's face it, for as many fab blogs that are out there, there are an equal number of, if not more, bad ones.
Huh, maybe I should have made that into a post instead.