I am suffering from writer’s block.
There, I said it.
However, I need to write something. I have updated 4 to 7 times a week for the past few weeks. I haven’t been that prolific as a blogger since…well, I’ve never been that prolific as a blogger.
Anyway, since I have no ideas, but I need to write anyway, I’m just going to ramble about whatever comes to me. I highly doubt any of this will be funny or amusing, and I’ll be shocked if all of it makes sense. But a blog update is a blog update, right? Right?
At Angi’s urging, I signed up for Twitter yesterday. I’ll talk more about it in a later blog post I’m sure, but for now I’m still trying to figure the darn thing out. Are any of YOU on Twitter? Do you even know what it is? Don’t be ashamed (well, be a LITTLE ashamed) if you don’t because I knew virtually nothing about it.
If any of you are on Twitter, let me know in a comment below so I can follow/stalk you. If you want to follow/stalk me, just check out the link above.
As I have blogged about lately, the stock market and the economy is on my mind. After having one of its worst weeks in history last week, the market had its biggest day since the 1930s yesterday. Today, it’s mixed.
I don’t know how many of you play the stock market, have retirement accounts (IRA, 401k, etc.) or even care about this stuff in the least, but it’s important I unburden myself right now with a rant.
Warren Buffet once said (I am paraphrasing) that the stock market is simply the exchange of money between people who panic and people who are able to keep their cool. I think this is exactly what is going on right now.
Make no mistake: our economy is in bad shape. It is going to get worse before it gets better. But it should not go way down and way up, sometimes in the same day, like it’s been doing lately. That much volatility is abnormal. What is essentially happening is you have two groups of people, the ones who panic and the ones who are ready to take advantage of those who panic.
Panicky people, in the immortal words of Lloyd Dobler: You must chill. You must chill.
I like someone. I like someone quite a bit, actually.
(And yes, it is a girl)
My mom, one of my brothers and both my sisters are notorious for breaking their cell phones. They go through phones quicker than I go through peanut butter. It’s sad, really. And, as is my way, I remind them how sad it is quite often.
You see, I have had my same phone for three years now. The one I had before this phone I had for one year, and I gave it to my grandparents, who are still using it. So, in four years, two phones — both still alive and kicking. My mom and siblings have collectively gone through, by my estimation, 26 phones during that time frame.
However, it appears an animal, probalby a dog, has a chewed the charger to my phone. Yesterday, I had to hold the charger in place for 30 minutes in order to recharge my phone. I don’t think this technically counts as my phone breaking, but it’s still a bummer.
Okay, that’s all I have. This was sad wasn’t it? Maybe my writer’s block is a direct result of my posts not getting many comments lately. What do you think about THAT?
That’s right. I called all of you out. I strongly suggest leaving me comments, or else I’ll have to call you out on Twitter, too.