Blog gratia blogis
As my one of my resolutions is to write more, I thought that I'd start a blog to help encourage that trend.
Well, tonight is the first mental block. I don't really know what to write about. I could tell you all about the fun I had last night going out, but on the off-chance that my mom reads this (and I know that she could) I don't want to have deal with the topic of her questioning me why I'm freely telling the world my business. She's right. You don't need to know everything. Let's just say, the MPAA would have rated my evening a PG-13. (I think that the f-bomb was dropped a few times. "Why is the bartending taking so effing long to acknowledge me?" "These hand-driers are so effing powerful!") I had fun -- socialized with friends, talked with new people and didn't have too high of a blood alcohol level when I got to my bed at 2:15am. (It could have been the hot dog and caffeine-free diet Coke that helped with that.)
So, perhaps, the point of tonight's blog is that I just defined one of my guildlines for my posts -- write it like my mom's gonna read it.
(*waves* Hi mom, I love you)
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PS - Truth in advertising - my mom didn't freak out about the example I gave. She just told me -again - I need to write a book. This whole thing is like Ulysses...