I Have No Title For This Post

I also have no post for this post. Which barely matters since I have so few readers no one will know I have no material to post. I have seen many blog authors lamenting lately about blogging and talking of giving it up. Nothing I haven't done before.

But, here's the thing. I never intended to be a world-class blogger. Good thing, huh? Fuck you.
I started blogging just to have a place to vent my frustrations, post anecdotes from my life and possibly collect a reader or 2 that may share my outlook on life.

I do this for me. Obviously. I average less than 5 readers a day most days. Some would ask "Then why bother, Dan O?" I say why not? What the fuck does it hurt to put my thoughts, opinions, bitches and moans and anecdotes out there? If no one else reads them, so what? It's a release for me.

Now, of course I can't lie and say it doesn't thrill me when I see interest in my blog. I hope somebody reads it and gets enjoyment from or enraged by it. But, that's not the big purpose here. SO, why would I give up because no ones reading? It's not like it's meant to be a money maker. It's just my personal bitch sheet that happens to be available to anyone who wants to read it.

There. Now that I've wasted 1.23 minutes of your life, go the fuck away and come back when I actually have content. Oh, and as long as you do read once in awhile, how about a fucking comment occasionally?

That is all.


SEEEE-ya!