So I was lying awake the other night unable to fall asleep as usual and all sorts of odd thoughts were floating through my head, but one in particular happened to get stuck. At the time, I contemplated getting up and blogging about it right then and there, but like most times, decided against it. I'm sure that comes as a total shock if you've ever noticed how few blog posts inhabit this space. I decided against blogging at that time, because that just would have prolonged my sleeplessness, and that's usually not a wise thing to do when one has a long day at work the next morning.
Anyway...once a year I spend a solid amount of time putting together a little something to hand out to close friends and family for Christmas. I've done this for several years now and it's the same gift every year. It's long past being any sort of surprise. Perhaps it's a bit monotonous for those on the receiving end, I don't know, as I'm not in those receiving shoes. What I'm getting at here is that for the past few years, there's not much response back from those who've received. For many, there's no response at all, besides a simple thank you, which maybe should suffice, but apparently it doesn't, otherwise I wouldn't be writing about it.
I suppose what I'm looking for here is some feedback. I'd like to know what you may have liked or disliked about it. Did you find anything humorous? Did you enjoy any pictures? Did you read something that disgusted you and immediately threw it in the trash? Was there a part of you that had any sort of reaction at all to something? Do you hate me because I made fun of religion? Just a bit of feedback is what I'm after, that's all. Much time was spent on this one and to not hear much of anything in return is sort of like Jesus finally returning from the dead only to find that nobody really cares anymore about being saved. Okay maybe it's not just like that and perhaps it's just my ego being a little bitch (quite possible), which is why I initially put off writing this post. The other reason being procrastination, but only for two days, which in my world, isn't too bad.
Well there you have it. I said it and now it's out there for the whole blogosphere to view and comment and snicker about. And for those of you who did give me some feedback, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. It's nice to know what you thought. And for those that haven't, I suppose it's possible that you were just so overwhelmed with intrigue and admiration and jealousy of my talents that you were too tongue tied to say much of anything. Perhaps, weeks later, you're still having trouble formulating a response and that's understandable.
Anyway my world continues to slowly revolve around me, so thanks for reading.
Postscript...after writing this blog, I continued reading about Huck Finn and his adventures and at some point drifted off to sleep. While sleeping I had a dream that I was at my Uncle Bill's house in Batavia, where my family and I spent six years living in the early 80's. He was having a Christmas party for the family, which is somewhat odd considering that it's been a long time since that house hosted any sort of shindig, at least to my knowledge. Anyway, I was sitting on a couch in the top portion of the living room, and behind the couch was a coffee table with a small Christmas tree on it. As I turned around to look at the tree, I noticed what looked to be a weekly calendar covered in a very thick layer of dust. I picked it up, said to myself, "see I was right", and blew all the dust off the cover.
