You Asked For It

All right already. Here’s a new post. Three of my seven readers have made me feel guilty enough that I’m writing a new article. Especially because one of them gave up drinking for Lent and the photo of the glass of applejack was haunting her and making her question her resolve when she checks the blog every morning. That applejack is calling her name.

Once in a while someone will bring up a topic I had written about in the past, and I will search the archives to see what I had to say back in the day. I am constantly amazed by how much I’ve mellowed over the years. This blog had some really good writing and commentary in the past. I took on people and issues. Sure I may have been wrong sometimes, but I had a fire in the belly and I kind of miss it.

I used to make it a point to be involved. I’d go to board meetings and meet the movers and shakers. I was on a few advisory committees and I got to attend some great election night parties. Though it was exciting at the time, in retrospect I should have felt dirty. I would feel dirty now if I were involved in the political cesspit I used to swim in. This is not to say I was on the wrong side of anything, or that my position or opinions have changed; politics is dirty no matter what side you are on. The ends always justified the means.

Now that I’ve distanced myself from all politics I am no longer the choir that gets preached to. Sadly one of the side effects is that I no longer write about my outrage. I haven’t had a post in a while, and before this topic came up today I was considering writing a post about cookies. Cookies…Snickerdoodles no less… what have I become?

P.S. hope you injoy this photo for the next couple of weeks.