Well, I was gonna write about shunning, lack of compassion and understanding for the mentally ill or emotionally unstable and the sad plight of society’s deviants and misfits but B.Rox did it so much more elegantly and subtlety than I ever could, so I didn’t.
Then I was gonna write about Gambit’s “Best of New Orleans” story but Pistolette channeled my thoughts and is funnier and funkier than I could ever be, so I didn’t.
Then I was gonna write a foodie post but I became distracted by the comment war on Doggone Friggin about what constitutes the perfectly authentic muffuletta and of course had to put in my 2 cents, so I didn’t.
*sigh* What’s a blogger to do?
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Thus the reason I blog less often. Others do it quicker and better. Damn them