Mindless drivel
It appears that I was right. I assumed Sunday would be another quiet day for me, and I was right; absolutely nothing was going on.
Now, when that happens, and it often does, I have a few choices of what I can do, and those choices would be......
Number one..... Don't write a blog post that day. Now this is almost totally out of the question because I enjoy writing my blog, and there has to be a very serious reason for not writing, such as not having any Internet, my computer catching fire and melting into a gray plastic blob, or me having a sudden heart attack and falling face-first onto my keyboard.
Number two...... not writing anything at all, but putting a few extra pictures on my blog to make up for the lack of a story to tell. However, that won't work this time, as I'm running low on pictures to share, and I haven't been doing anything worth capturing, so I hate to use a bunch of my pictures just because I'm too lazy to think of something to write about.
Number three...... or I could fall back on a frequently used technique of writing a bunch of mindless drivel, that goes on and on about nothing, intil you find out after reading the drivel mentioned above that not only are you less informed than you were before, but you're actually able to feel your brain cells dying off since you can't remember why you ever started reading this blog to begin with.
So, with only three options left to me to be able to make it through another day of blogging, it should be perfectly obvious which way I chose.
Theboondork
The fog settles in around the mountains at Pete’s.
When the mountains and the sky are sunny on a beautiful day like this, it makes me feel like climbing up to the top of something to get a better view of the natural beauty all around me. Not that I would, but I do feel that way.
But on dismal, cloudy days like this, the mountains don't look inviting at all. In fact, they look dangerous, with a sense of foreboding, almost daring someone to climb up and risk their life on wet, slippery rocks, in the face of imminent lightning strikes and darkness that conceals perilous drop-offs and unseen creatures that hunt in the gloom.