Yeah, I Got Nothin'

I know I haven't written since Friday, which is rare for me, but I just can't think of anything to talk about. Who knew that over time, blogging takes work? I do have stories I could tell, but this little experiment is about me and not about my friends and family, so telling their stories really isn't fair. Plus, I spend a lot of time in my head, which means that many of my thoughts are about situations thst most likely won't happen. I do try to predict the future. Unfortunately, I don't pay a lot of mind to whether I'm right, so I don't have a batting average for you. Sometimes I think I should write stuff down, and then revisit. Yeah, that won't happen, any more than becoming a health food addict will.

So, now, my excitement is that NIN is playing in Nashville on Halloween. Last time I saw them was, jeez! Wade would know. We went to a double-header in Hotlanta: First night was The Cure, next night was NIN. It was an amazing weekend. Plus, gift bags! Remember, girl? I am absolutely thrilled to go, and I bet the show will be even better because of the holiday. I've just got to find a willing victim to go with me. I don't think this is (Separated) Work Husband's cup of tea (he loves him some techno and easy listening - yeah, I still "married" him). But I'm sure I can strongarm someone into going with me. Just like I can strongarm someone into seeing Rollins with me next month.

For "I Got Nothin'", this wasn't too bad, right?