This post has nothing to do with ducks and it really doesn't have to do with being pissed-off. It has to do with the state of this blog. There was once a time where I could rattle off seven or eight posts in a day - all of them brilliant. Ideas flowed like Pabst-induced piss. Those days are a distant memory. Nowadays, I struggle. I fret over the fact that, holy shit, it's 11:44 and I still haven't thought of anything funny. In my last post I mentioned that I might write more about my time waiting at the airport. I had a post in mind about a guy and three girls I was watching who were waiting for the same flight as me and how the guy was a big nerd like me and you could totally tell he would've loved to have sex with any of the three of them and he knew, because of their situation waiting in an airport, there was no threat that some cooler guy was gonna come along and cockblock him, yet he was ultimately too insecure to say anything so he had to act nonchalant and carefully pick moments to say something witty to impress them and how I wish I could've just gone up to them and said "Hey, this guy would love to have sex with any of you and I think you should. He's not THAT bad looking and it'd be a thrill for him." It was all about my empathy for nice guys who can't talk to women.I decided against that post because airports and dorks who can't get laid are boring. And what's MORE boring is a post about how boring this all is. I'm not sure how to end this post. I guess I'm not worried that I've lost it as far as blogging, but I am in a funk. Perhaps, from this funk, something funky can grow. Stay tuned...
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I think it's time for a road trip. That will give you lots of stories. I know of this really cool place in Ohio...
I pity the ones that can't get laid.
I don't know...I enjoyed this post as a charcter study done well. The scene was set, the people are somewhat stock characters, but it provided a witty brevity that Dear and Gentle Readers of Some Guy's Blog have come to expect.
And for what it's worth, I laughed. Maybe you should just keep doing what you're doing and cut yourself some slack. Nobody is bitching are they?
Doc
Hey Doc, I am bitching!!
Come on Some Guy, where's the poop!
I came here for the poop and I'm not leaving till I step in it!
I laughed too! For what started out to be a post of nothing was actually hilarious. Poor geeky airport boy. I dig geeks, though. Maybe he's not so bad off as you think...
Anyway...here's some post ideas. How about your worst date? Most embarrassing moment?
Your rambling again.
Don't stop at Minneapolis airport. Shit goes bad here. Only Senators try to get laid in the men's bathroom. I guess it's the only acceptable sex going on at our airport.
HAPPY WEDNESDAY!
- Jennifer
I feel your pain, guy. I'm hurting for content on my blogs too. Just tell everyone you've got "personal issues" or that you "want to spend more time with" your "family."
Ahem..I think that the big nerd drooling over 3 girls (all at once I suppose)were you..but because your girlfriend is reading..you cannot admit it..he he!
From one creatively-blocked blogger to another, I salute you.
I like that story; you're empathetic and insightful. Or perhaps just projecting. I hope the airport dork didn't beat himself up over his missed chance at a foursome.
I understand your blogging funk, because I'm going through the same thing myself. But I had no idea that dorks are looking to get laid in airports, so I found your post very edutaining.
Okay, I gotta plane to pretend to catch.
I agree with raf; I'm not convinced the geeky dude at the airport exists.
And I agree with Doc that you should cut yourself a break, for Chrissake.
Dude, these things we call blog posts don't always have to be comedy gold. Sometimes they can be written just to make one or two people laugh or smile knowingly, witness my post featuring the photo of Pinklady and Jeff.
Every airport needs an Anonymous Wing Man who can swoop in, take the homeliest girl of the group off to a booth in the crummy lounge/bar. This would get the sexual momentum going so the nerdy guy can bag one of the remaining ladies.
Just thinking of you going ahead and talking to the girls was funny enough.
Ummm... I don't know what the hell you're talking about. I think your blog is hilarious, Chris. It's definitely one of my favorites. By far. It's struggling, you say? Hmm. Makes me want to go back and read it from the begining to see what I missed!! You know, maybe I will.
As for the nerd: awwww. I love the nerdy guys. Love 'em!! Who wants some arrogant asshole strutting around thinking he's uber important anyway?! Ewww. The nerdy guys are always the sexier ones - even though they don't know it.
Well...I am sure you will recover. You should have wrote about the duck, mebbe?
This is my favorite post of all time.
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