This morning I woke up to the cool Autumn breeze coming in through the window. Waking up felt like walking in late to a dinner party with good friends. Everyone happy and eager to see me joining in the revelries. I thought about how I should occupy my time on such a glorious day. Maybe I could rake the first wave of leaves collecting on my lawn for the kids to run and dive into. Maybe I would spend the bulk of the day in the kitchen smelling my wife’s bread baking. Maybe I would just spend the day chasing my wife and sneaking kisses at every opportunity. What to do? Maybe I could sip a beer on the front porch and prep for a lecture on Edmund Spenser. Maybe I could help my son practice his roller blading so that he’ll be ready for his first season of hockey. There I was weighing my options.
Ah screw it! I’m going to the basement to blog.
Ohmahgoodness. BRILLIANT criticism there. I bet it took you a whopping 5 minutes to whip that paragraph up. And of course, that leaves absolutely NO time to do anything else on your little list. Bummer.
Posted by: Triumph the Comic Insult dog at October 7, 2003 10:33 AMI totally see what you're saying: people who write blog posts like that are just as bad, if not worse, than people who call Doug Wilson a "sonuvabitch." Go get 'em, Ben!!!
Posted by: Jessica Simpson at October 7, 2003 09:47 PMWow, Ben, you sure do show people like this!
Posted by: jon amos at October 8, 2003 10:43 PM