So I resolved to blog something everyday. Actually, after about 4 days in a row, I said to myself, “Dr. G, you ought to blog every day this year. How can you let things like this pass by without your insightful commentary?”
Then on Friday, I learned that somebody I knew years ago died and the memorial was Saturday, 2,000 miles away. So, I churned out 500 insipid, somewhat self-aggrandizing words for the man’s online guestbook. This was a victory, because usually I am at a loss to come up with stuff to say at funerals of people who were closer, yet fume when nobody gets up to say anything.
Anyway, Saturday and Sunday whizzed by in a guitar/NFL playoffs/Buffalo wings/housecleaning blur, and the string of posts was unceremoniously broken. Maybe next year.