The Lesson Learned

Twenty-One Reasons Not to Blog

You may think these are excuses, but they're actually legitimate reasons for not posting entries to a blog. And most of these have happened for real. Some of them have happened anyway.

I give you the list:

The dog ate my blog.
The cat ate my blog.
I broke my arm.
Cat got my tongue fingers.
I have brain freeze.
I'm too busy with work.
I'm too busy at home.
I have writer's block.
I'm too busy knitting.
The yarn ate my blog.
I'm at the yarn store.
The Internet is down.
The Internet is up and I must read other sites.
Typepad ate my entry.
My computer crashed.
I can't blog tonight; I have a headache.
I can't blog tonight; my allergies are acting up.
I forgot what I was going to write about.
I'm too busy taking pictures of my knitting projects.
I'm too busy making To Do lists.
I've gone fishing.

Nine Eleven

The Hubby keeps watching HBO's Nine Innings from Ground Zero. It's one of those things I can't stand to watch, but I also can't stand not to watch. And regardless of how many times I've seen the footage from that terrible day, I still cry nine hundred and eleven million tears for Ground Zero and all the victims and their families.

Every. Time.

Time Will Tell

I had another entry typed up, but my computer flaked out and crashed. That doesn’t happen very often, so I can’t get too upset about it. And I don’t know that I lost all that much to be truthful.

My “Not Me” entry from a few days ago elicited concerned calls from a few of those who know me well. I’m okay. It wasn’t meant to sound quite so doom or gloomish. Really. And it wasn’t my idea to do the wave at the Japanese restaurant. It was that of a very intoxicated patron who sat our table. We only participated in the wave so that he didn’t look even more intoxicated and annoying than he already did. It was a sympathy wave, if you will. And I was mildly amused so I mentioned it here.

And very little has amused me recently, as I’m acutely experiencing The Funk. And not just any funk but The Funk That Consumed The World. That one. I’m hopeful that The Funk will soon lift and my normally happy, bouncy world will return.

Time will tell. In the meantime, I’ve been posting here a lot. At least one of my sites has survived The Funk. Apparently, knitting thrives in The Funk.

Copycats

Do you wonder if someone is stealing your words? Is your blog being compromised? Is someone helping himself or herself to your thoughts and ideas and posting them as his or her own? Find out at www.copyscape.com. (Link found at This Fish.)

BTW- - If you don’t read Fish’s site, you should. That girl can write.

Nothing Lame About This

My blog, lame as it is, belongs entirely to me. I own my words, lame as they are. The entries, ideas, and topics here, lame as they may be, are the property of one Ms. Lesson Learned. And if I have nothing to say, that is exactly what you get.

What more could you want? And why would you post anything less than what you own? Lame or not.

Why bother to steal from others? Why have a blog if you don't have your own story to tell?

Because plagiarism is as lame as it gets.

Not Me

Have you ever felt that the life you lead is really not your life? It’s just not the life you were intended to have. You know and expect better. You expect to have more fun. More opportunity. More everything.

Me too. But that’s just not the case. I actually lead the kind of life where the highpoint of the day is doing the wave at the local Japanese restaurant.

That’s me.