I Love Blogs...

So I looked at the date of my last blog and realized...eek. Its been a long time since I have written a blog. I mean not a really long time but significant time has passed when you consider that I wanted to begin blogging more.

The problem is...I am too uptight about this whole blogging thing. I have this idea that I want to flesh out and then blog about, but I never have time to sufficiently do all of this. Today is not the day either...this blog is about nothing in particular. Well actually I guess it is about blogging. Or not blogging. You see my problem.

Instead of actually blogging myself, however, I have discovered I LOVE to read blogs. I have always had a list of people I followed. A few photography sights I love to see the new pictures from, and friends I am interested in keeping tabs on. But that was about it. I discovered through good reads, however, that one of my favorite authors, Patrick Rothfus, has a blog. I love it. He talks about books a lot. His own and other peoples. He also talks about his kid a lot. And what he does when he can't sleep. Or just whatever. I adore it. I don't know this man at all and yet I have become interested in what is happening in his life. Through his blog I connected to Will Wheaton's blog. Will Wheaton...seriously? You remember...the kid who was on Star Trek the Next Generation. He is all grown up now and has a blog. It is about...him. His life. Random things he is doing. Book things he is doing. Dad things he is doing. Whatever. I am now addicted. I have found 2 librarian blogs I like to read...and I am on the hunt for more.

The thing is, though, I don't want to read just ANYONE's blog. I mean that could get ridiculous. I would be so caught up in the lives of so many total strangers. It would surely drive me nuts. Or maybe I would stop watching so much TV. Either way I am not really ready to go there. But some people have views that I find interesting enough to read. Some people are just cool enough that their lives can totally be something I am okay with obsessing about.

This has led to a whole new problem for me though, now I am obsessing about how dumb my blog is. No one wants to obsess about my blogging life. I mostly just complain. I keep trying to do other things but mostly I just end up back on here complaining. I suppose I could start over, AGAIN, and try to write about interesting things. But ultimately I don't find my own things all that interesting. I mean dude you can read about Will Wheaton's cat shit. Seriously. I read one about that a few days ago. LOL. Okay maybe not the best example but....bottom line. I love blogs. I wonder if this will make my own blogs more frequent, better, or less frequent, and/or worse. Only time, and the blogosphere, shall tell.