damn the spam

i think my blog has received more entries from spammers than myself. and that's a bad thing. for those of you reading this, both of you, sorry about that. apparently i just can't find the time to do this all that often. okay so it's probably not the time, it's coming up with the topics. wait. i just came up with one.

you see, i've always enjoyed writing. not like, "this is what i want to do for a living" enjoyed (hi flarf), but i get more than my fair share of amusement out of it, and that's good enough for me. but my struggle has never been the writing part, it's the topic part. i can remember as far back as sixth grade english. (i can actually remember beyond that in general, but i'm trying to stay on point here). we had to write in a journal in english class. every day. i don't write every day (as you now know). the hardest part was that my teacher always said "just write about whatever you want. anything you want. be creative." 

be creative.

bullshit lady, you're a teacher, tell me what to write about!

i never actually said that.

i usually ended up doing one of three things.

1-"last night i had chicken for dinner. yup. chicken. it was chicken with some white sauce on it and i don't like white sauces. there were some veggies too, but i didn't eat those. my mom tells me i will like them when i'm older, something about an 'acquired taste' but i think she's lying. . ."

2-"i'm writing in my journal now because i was told to write in my journal. i don't have anything to write about but i'm supposed to keep writing no matter if i have anything to write about or not, so that's what i'm doing. i think that was a run on sentence, but what do you expect when i'm just told to keep on writing. . ."

3-no words. random scribbles. and for some reason, a tornado. i always start with scribbles and end up with a tornado. then i draw a house next to the tornado. with a fence. i don't know why.

for the record, i do not like vegetables. in fact, my wife yelled at me last night for not even trying a single bite of my zucchini. whatever.

so the topic thing, yeah, over the years it hasn't gotten better, as i usually end up writing about inanimate objects or whatever i happen to see around me (my high school creative writing piece "izzy the bee" was da bomb, yo!).

it is now that i turn it over to you. you want me to write? give me topics! anything and everything. i'll do my best to come up with something. even questions, about have i ever or when did you first, etc. keep it clean people.