Writer's Block

Well it was bound to happen... Friday evening, everyone asleep and I have nothing to say... at least I think I am drawing a blank... Lots of thoughts but nothing worth pecking away into the blog. So I'll go random... and just type....

Guess the day was relatively boring... work was busy... for what should have been a slow day... the kid's were like leaves. blowing around the neighborhood with friends... Toots ran some errands and took little guy to the Dr... Not even relatively boring... plain boring... suburbia white picket fence boring...

Toots actually asked me to shut off a light... While this is not a big deal to almost everyone who reads this blog.. two people will "get it"... It is one of those gene things... This gene requires that you have enough lights on in your house...day or night...that planes can land in the driveway... It is also closely associated with the flick it on but not off gene... It's not lazy or even forgetful... Guess you could say it is a bright idea... I have one light on and I get why is every light on in the house... go figure...

37 days, one more day closer... the numbers are starting to sound like the whistle of a train coming closer and closer... you know it's it a train, you can hear the sound... what you don't know is what is inside or who... Dot holds a million mysteries 37 days away... no matter how many times you hear that train whistle, there is always that wonderment of the unknown... the smile of where it might be going, fear of being ready for it and realization as it screams closer... all rolled up into single sound..... ( ...I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away..... Johnny Cash Folsom Prison Blues)

Different take on my homage to the decreasing number... but like I said many posts back.. this blogging stuff has me writing again or at least looking at the words differently...

Well I am pecking into tomorrow again... So I had better wrap the evening... Evening was as boring as the.. day... Nothing much happen, nothing much said.. just the motions of a Friday... Looking forward to the weekend and heading north... celebrating Easter with the family... hopefully convincing my mother to start a blog where she can put down all those stories, she has told over the years... and told, and told...

good night.. keep those cards and letters coming in...