Bribery

I've come to the realization that I don't have a clear idea of what I want to do with this blog. I should have been born 20 years later. I have all sorts of things that I wrote down in notebooks during my 'teens and twenties that were (possibly) blog-worthy. Hell, maybe I'll dig some of them out and type them in here. On second thought, scratch that. I just remembered what it's like to read something you wrote 15 or 20 years ago. It goes something like this: "God, what a clueless nitwit." I'm certainly not going to post those things so that you ("you" being anyone I can force/guilt into reading my blog) can hurl similar or even less nicely-worded criticisms. In other words, I don't want to turn this into "Here's what I would have blogged if I could when I was 14." It was probably a lot of stuff about girls. Nothing you haven't heard before. Well, that idea didn't last long.

I've got it! I'll post a picture of my dog. If nothing else, I can string people along by promising more pictures of him.

Ha! Now you're hooked. I'll make a deal with you. You read the next 3 posts, and I'll post another picture of him after that. This is great! I hadn't considered bribery before. I just assumed I had nothing to bargain with.

Let's see. I bet I can come up with something else . . .
Nope, that's it for now.