Wait, what? I'm not dead? Then why haven't I been blogging??
No reason really. I would say that I was secretly called by the government to go undercover for whatever you go undercover for the government for, and then after that my brain had a heart attack and my spleen suddenly erupted and I had to be in the hospital for however long I haven't been blogging, and then found out that my cat had a seizure and started going on a rampage and eating peoples' big toes and so I had to take her in to a cat doctor to get her checked out only to find that it was only a silly little infection that had gone into her brain and taken over it and it would wear off in just three days and 22 minutes.
But I would be lying if I said all that, so I'm not going to. In other words, I have no excuse other than laziness and lack of self-motivation, which I suffer from quite often.
I've been thinking though. I, for one, am quite interested in the things I do in my life. For example, vacations. But does anyone other than me care about the road trips I've been on? Because I'm fairly certain that no one else really truly cares about the octopus I saw at the aquarium in Oregon. They get bored of scrolling through 20 pictures of zoo animals and sunsets. Am I right?
I don't have an interesting life. I can't mask that fact through the pictures and words. I'm not a professional lion tamer and, believe it or not, it's true that I don't go undercover for the government. But I am going to take a stab at writing more interesting blog posts. Not literally. I don't want to have to buy a new laptop.
That was supposed to be a joke. If you didn't catch that.
I'm actually not entirely sure where I'm going with this particular blog post. I just felt like I had to make sure you understood my philosophical thoughts on writing blogs. Even though they weren't at all philosophical. But that's about as deep as I dare go with an audience....I mean, I don't want to intimidate anyone with my scary-deep thought processes.....
Let's play a game. It's called: how often can Erica stray onto completely random rabbit-trails while not even having a solid topic in the first place? Is it possible to get off topic when you're not really sure what you're talking about anyway?
Well, I'm off to catch some bad guys and get into gunfights and perform epic acrobatics to knock out some teeth. Don't worry, I'll blog about it later.
(Let's play another game. This one is called: how many questions can Erica fit into a short blog post that her viewers can't actually answer because Erica isn't actually talking to them?
**Spoiler Alert!**
Answer: 7, but she could probably fit more if she wanted to.)
