Jib once said that once blogging became not fun, it was time to stop. I’m rapidly approaching the point where blogging is no longer fun.
I’ve still got a few things left to say, but right now, they’re at best half-formed thoughts. Once (or if) I get them out, I don’t know what the future holds for me.
Blast some Liza and cheer up.
I’ll blast some Metallica.
You gotta do what you gotta do, but if you do stop, I sincerely hope it’s temporarily. :(
Just don’t lose touch completely, Steve.
Someone cue Journey…
I call it BFD — Blogger Fatigue Disorder.
Maybe the feeling will pass, Steve.
To quote Michael Corleone: “Just when I thought I was out… they pull me back in.”
What ever you decide, you made a difference to a lot of people. You gave a lot a people news, help, smiles, laughs and direction in life. What will amateur bloggers (like Berry Laker) do with out your posts?
If you stop, I will not be able to buy you an adult beverage when I make my first (not sure when) drinking Right Party down south.
What ever you do, you did make a diffrence!
Thank you for that.
Even if I stop, I’ll still be at Drinking Right. After all, a man has to drink ;-)
I forgot to mention that, while people like Ed Morrissey, Allahpundit, and John Hawkins are professional bloggers, I’m on my best days a semi-talented hack amateur.