blogs frozen in time

I have been busy. My blog reflects this. I have not been busy doing anything important or anything fun really. I just work; sometimes it feels like it’s all I do. So today I have a brief moment to take the time to write an update and here I sit in some library realizing that it is very hard to write in libraries. Between the screaming kids running up and down the stairs and the fact that I am sitting shoulder to shoulder with complete strangers I feel my writing impulse curbed. This is the sort of environment that leads to updates like “Things here are good…Tonight I am going to eat cheesecake…I recently bowled.” It's all very dull. Not to say that this isn’t. My blog until I posted today had stopped moving forward. It had become not a present description of my life but a relic. I have run across other blogs that stop at some point and stay that way. A blog that saw its last post in 1998 is a monument to a dead man even if they are still alive in 2007.