If you own up to your mistakes, you don’t suffer as much. But that’s a tough lesson to learn.
~ Lee Iacocca
I’m wondering why I have my blog still. It’s just a shadow of what I wanted it to be, what I thought I had.
Instead it is only a smattering of funny (to me, at least) pictures and music videos and the occasional comment on buddha. Hmm. Nothing that isn’t already on a million other web sites, not very personal at all.
I feel like I’ve overshared about me, it seems like I just rehash the same old bullshit and I’m not breaking any new ground. As I’ve said a few times, it isn’t fair that I talk in detail about others in my life, they don’t enjoy that so much. So I guess I’m feeling a little adrift, lacking a direction for this particular space. After almost 3,600 posts, maybe I should just stop?
Hmph. I need to think about this a bit. Navel-gazing is great and all, but I don’t really need a blog for that.
Oh, this was on the radio this morning, hence the title of this post:
When your world comes crashing down I’ll remind you
I’m the one who’s laughing loud in your face
Yeah yeah your karma’s coming back here to find you this could get a little violent
Yeah I’m bringing down bringing down the giant.