I’m Running Out Of Ideas
I have nothing to write about. Nothing. Nada. Zip. Zilch. Goose egg. This is one serious case of writer’s block that I’m in. If only my life were more interesting …
As it stands, I suppose I could tell you how things are going for me and let you in on what’s new with my life, simple as it is.
Work is continuing to be great. Now that school is over, I am working a lot of overtime. Five days a week I work double shifts at Fed Ex, on the sixth, I work my morning shift at Fed Ex and I spend my afternoon and evening bartending for Ladies’ League at my golf course, which is a blast. On the seventh day, I rest. It gets a little exhausting but the paychecks make it all worthwhile.
This weekend is going to be a real testament to my manhood. Friday morning, I work my usual shift from 5-9 AM after which I will be sticking around for another hour or so for a training class I have to take. Then I go back for the evening shift from 6-10 PM. After that, it’s straight home to shower and change, because starting at 11:00, I am dealing blackjack at the post-graduation party for my old high school. It’s a tradition I’ve done each year since I graduated and it is one hell of a fun night. Basically all the seniors get fake money to play games and gamble with in order to get as much fake money as possible, then at the end of the night there is an auction with some really cool stuff up for grabs. This whole ordeal will last until about 4:00 in the morning, at which time I will throw some water in my face, eat a five pound bag of sugar, and go back to work at Fed Ex at 4:40 until about 9:30.
Over/under on the number of times I need to slap myself in the face to stay awake during my shift: 43
I’ll probably get home just before 10:00 and I’ll probably be asleep within 32 seconds of walking in the door. I have nothing to do until I go back to work at 6:00, so I imagine that I’ll sleep almost the whole time.
Enough about work though. In another corner of my life, I put down a deposit on a new apartment today. I went about two weeks ago and took a look at it and basically fell in love with the place. As much as I am excited about living alone and getting into a new place, I am going to miss living with B-Weezy like crazy. Let’s face it, I love the kid. When he moved in with me two years ago, he was like a lump of clay. Since then, I have molded him and turned him into the man he is today. Alright maybe I’m tooting my own horn a little too hard there. But we’ve learned a lot from each other and it’s been the time of my life.
My new apartment will be vacant on June 30th, and the maintenance guys need a few days to make sure everything is in good working order, so my move-in date is July 3rd, which is a Thursday. So, if there are any of you who don’t have anything to do over the July 4th weekend, you’re more than welcome to help me move. I mean, it’s not like there is anything special about that weekend anyway. I imagine most people will just be sitting around at home watching reruns of House or something.
Yes, I am being sarcastic. I am screwed and it looks like I’ll be moving all by my lonesome. Oh well, I’ve done it more than once before, and it’s not a big deal … it just takes forever.
For now, I am basically counting the days until I saddle up and go back down to Minneapolis to visit JK and attend the Kanye West concert. Everything I’ve heard about the show has been incredible, and even Diddy himself said the show he went to changed his life. That doesn’t come until June 11th, but time has been flying, and that’s only a few weeks away now. You had best believe I will have a lengthy post about that weekend as I did last time I went down to the big city. There is never a shortage on good stories that come from a guys’ weekend.
Speaking of JK, he was getting on me last week because he wants me to write something deep and controversial on this blog, but when I pressed him for an idea, he curled up in the fetal position and backed down hard. So, if you’ve got any ideas for something deep and pressing, let me know. Forewarning, I will not write about the war or abortion, and I’ve already written about gay rights. So, something else please.
Well folks, it’s bedtime for this guy. I hope you all have an excellent weekend. I will definitely not have any time to write again until Sunday at the earliest, so if you’re looking for something to pass the time, try different combinations of setup for a Mr. Potato Head doll.
One love,
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May 22, 2008 at 9:58 PM
you were saying u have nothing to write about but later u have written so much .. its cool hehe.. Well see my post in similar situation .. in fact i never run out of ideas…http://blogstreet.wordpress.com/2008/04/24/blue-screen/
May 23, 2008 at 12:15 AM
You have a lot to write about. I bet if you wrote down broad topics that come to mind you could narrow them down to some good writing material. Here are some off the top of my head:
Anything related to personal beliefs, something in a show/book that made you think and what you think about that, a strange/funny experience from the past, scrutinize a strange social policy, some absurd historical event and what you think it means (or anything aboutt history, it’s your field for crying out loud!), you could even blog about people who use phrases like “for crying out loud.” What do you think about contemporary stuff, be it music, writers, movie/tv trends, religious beliefs (scientology, fundamentalism, new age, atheism/agnosticism, paganism, etc), fashion, global warming, being “carbon neutral.” What do you think about bottled water? Electronic waste? Genocide in African countries? What do you think about “vlogging”, people that blog by posting videos on places like youtube.
You have opinions, and you have the talent to make them interesting and funny. That’s what your blog is for!
May 23, 2008 at 4:04 AM
Trav, you are wise beyond your years. Very good grasshopper. I actually did write down some broad topics when I first started blogging, and it worked out well. But lately, I just kind of fell off track with that whole system. I’m glad I have readers like you to keep me focused.
May 23, 2008 at 11:38 AM
I feel your pain 10. All I care to write about is sports and politics. People don’t seem to care about sports or politics. I haven’t had a good story about giving a chick an angry pirate or anything like that. Where do you stand on abortion, guns, tar babies, or sodomy?