I've been stuck in a puddle of ennui of late. I've been unable to get past a feeling of extreme inadequacy when it comes to my blogging. It doesn't help when I see others of my blogging brethren consistently hitting it out of the ball park, post after post. To wit: Rini posts a theme challenge to us to write a post on the following:
Expect nothing from a hand. Play each street based on the information at hand.
And Nardi knocks the skin off the ball, breaks the bat and sets off sparks from the field lights with his post.
It's writing like that which has relegated me to posting pictures of my cats and lifting tidbits from around the blogosphere. I am unworthy.
So, dear reader, until my muse returns from the Bahamas or wherever muses go when they abandon you, I will be subjecting you to random crap.
This came from a link at Paul Phillips' blog (it might take a while to load):
