Folks, listen up, because I do not say this often, or lightly:
I am sorry.
I have fallen behind in my blogscribblin’ duties, leaving you hanging for more than a fortnight without new electronic virtual fishwrapping and birdcage lining to clog your hard drives.
"Paralysis of plenty" is my defense.
Hey, look, when I got nuthin’ but a big ol’ case of blogger’s block, I can always write up a low-buck project or cook something and snap some pictures, and that sates the voracious appetite of you, Constant Reader…
… or at least buys me a few days of traffic and a respite from “WTF, where’s the new post?” emails. Either way, D6C is topped up for a little while.
Lately, I’ve had the opposite problem. Lots to write about, lots of ideas, but how? And, in what order? And, is this a blog post or a potential column in The Silo? Faced with all of the options, I opted to pour another drink and/or go sailing and deal with it tomorrow.
With sunsets like this, what would YOU do?
Yeah, that’s what I thought.
(I don’t do choice well. My brain locks up at Baskin-Robbins and I end up in a drooling stupour in front of the ice cream case. It ain’t pretty.
And I always end up with burgundy cherry anyway.)
((And why make a choice anyway, when you can sail? We have had some truly spectacular sailing weather lately))
Anyscoop, I finally sat myself down and got organized and prioritized . I have two-burner meals to write up, low-buck projects and gear to review, one year on, navelgazing to parse, daysailing to document, crew to critique, new gear to evaluate and gossip to disseminate.
So, it’s gonna be a busy few days.
Thanks for sticking with me.
And thanks for taking the time to
“Talk the dock!”