Trying to find my mojo...
This silence of mine is getting a bit permanent, isn’t it? I even missed my blog birthday, the 31st of August. And, as we know, every self-respecting blogger makes a bit of a fuss about that. Obviously, there isn’t much self-respect here.
However, mindful of the fact that my first post blamed my entry into the blogging world on Mike, I’m also mindful of the fact that Mike has mentioned, quite a few times too, that the longer one doesn’t post, the more difficult it becomes. So, should this entry become the first flowering of a new burst of activity on here, you know whom to blame.
Although there’s been quite a bit going on in my life that I could have blogged about and there’ve been numerous news items that I considered commenting about, my mojo seems to have been somewhere else. Is this what it feels like to be one of the Powerpuff Girls? You know, Buttercup was always my favourite Powerpuff girl (she’s the tomboy – go figure!) but this test says that I’m Bubbles. Yes, the one who is described as ‘the baby of the group (despite being the same age) and is defined by her innocence, playfulness and gentle demeanour. She does, however, have a tendency to be naive, submissive and overemotional, leading to her often being (unfairly) regarded, by friends and foes alike, as the group's weak link.’
What a load of bollocks!!
Anyway, perhaps I’m back and, perhaps, more nomadic wanderings are on the way.