In case you hadn’t noticed, Girlie has been away from the big screen sitting on the big desk. That’s correct. For several weeks now words have been coming and going like the trains in Grand Central. No layovers here. In and out. No sign of conductor, ticket taker or passengers for that matter. So, I still stand (or stand still) on this here platform and wait for the next train. No sense tapping my high heeled foot impatiently right? Wrong! There is absolutely nothing wrong with loosing patience. No sirree bob. Think I have all day, all night, my entire life?! Eee-gads! I want a trainload of inspiration and I want it now!!
Unfortunately, Friday has come and will go without a certain plug of a certain thing associated with a certain blog. (psst…the Wakefield Doctrine). That’s correct. I have removed the crutch and have fallen to the ground. But I fully intend to raise myself up for the gazillionth time. (“yeah, this is going to be the last time dammit”)
Back at the station platform, it’s the same as always of late – I have not allotted sufficient time for any type of unloading process. Not only do I have to unload the aforementioned crates of inspiration/words/ideas, I have to organize them and set them up in an appropriate fashion. How else will anyone make sense of this blog?! I say this sarcastically as there are plenty of clarks out there who will read between the lines, or more importantly, find something they can translate and apply to their own selves. “Yes Lenn there is someone out there who doesn’t find this blog site totally irrelevant.” You see folks, my friend “Lenn” is none other than Lunchbox Lenny from one of my much earlier posts and otherwise known as Downspring glenn over at that other place. Lunchbox is a scott and as such has little patience for mind babble. That I am sure is what he considers all this today. Bullshit mind babble. Me? I call it stalling, filling in the page, waiting for another train, practice, putting up something, anything on the screen. “Hm. What else can I go on about…”