Ah, Blog...My Nemesis

It seems like every time I sit down to write this thing it's a freakin New Year's resolution that isn't New Years, but there's no other term to describe it cuz when else do you make resolutions and don't keep them. Yep, that's exactly how I feel right now. I sit here and I see everyone around me blogging away. Not only blogging away, but doing it consistantly and syncing facebook, twitter, and any other updateable service out there that your new blog post is up. I hate you. Not really because all those people are family and friends, but I do hate your blog on-top-of-it-ness. Honestly what this means is that I'm less vain than them. Because I struggle to write about myself, whereas to everyone else it comes easy. That last little tidbit was a nice observation I picked up from the movie Julia & Julia. Bring on the sledging! I don't care I was watching it with my wife so take that. And I came in 2/3 through - I think she was on like the 400th recipe out of 540. I think it was the beef boujalaise. Did I say I watched it with my wife? I lied. I watched it with my cat while drinking chamomile tea while it was dark, stormy, and rainy outside. Uh Yeah, of course I was snuggled up on the couch. Hmm. Maybe if I say I put whiskey in my tea it will salvage me.

Ok, so here's what I discovered. I don't like writting blog posts because contrary to what I've said above I love talking about myself. AS DO YOU. Everyone does. The difference is who can talk about themselves and also listen to others talk about themselves. Is this you? I hope so! haha. Oh yeah, so, I realized my approach was all wrong. One: I find step by step instructions boring (think IKEA) and even more so when I step by step instruct you on what I did. Moral of the story Aesop, is that I am now going to write out my tangents, conversations with my invisible friend, conversations with myself, and probably more in depth surfing analysises's's's' (the s sound just keeps going if you try to make that word plural). In a way this should cover what Melissa and I have been up to.

Here's example number one. Melissa and I were walking home tonight from downtown Manly. We had dinner with Joe, as he's in town tonight and tomorrow, at a Fish and Chip restaurant that we hadn't been to before. It was a pretty good spot. It's actually right near this cool little courtyard that has a bunch of restaurants. One in particular is our favourite (like that spelling - oh yeah it just came naturally to me just now) it's called Bench. It's a fajita restaurant and it's pretty pretty good. Of course it's expensive so I'm not gonna tell you how much a fajita plate costs cause otherwise we won't get any more visitors. Funny thing about them the first time we went I saw on the menu that they had Negra Modelo, which is a Mexican beer I really like. I tried to order it and they didn't have it. We went back another time and I tried again. No luck. The third time we went back I tried again. Again, no luck. I asked the dude, " What's going on with the Negra Modelo? I keep trying to order it and you guys never have it." He responds, "oh, we actually aren't buying it anymore from our supplier". Hmmmmmm, well don't you think you'd take it off the frickin menu!

On our walk home tonight we went past a restaurant called ooohlalAla (or something lame like that) continued with: BY THE SEA. GGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGG. How freakin lame is that. I can't stand that crap. Oh here let me name my restaurant Carp By the Lake. It's so much cooler and refined cause I added By the Lake. Oh wait, let me open Whale By the Sea, cause it makes it soooo much more sophisticated. Like Carmel By the Sea. Oh yeah we're an arts colony...We're - Carmel By the Sea, and we're so much better! Now that I've pointed that out doesn't it sound lame. Obviously your by the whatever. c'mOn.

After I ranted for a few minutes about that to Melissa I think I might've killed the conversation. It was a quiet and cold walk home.

Now to complete this excercise I'm putting the link straight on to Facebook!