It has been a busy day. So busy that I have been kept from blogging. This is a bad thing, because in the merciless world of the internet — as in the wider world as any advertising agency will tell you — attention spans are short. Thus, if the side show is interrupted, even for a day, you inevitably lose market share. The fates have spoken. To put it bluntly, I may hemorrhage ten or twenty of the four hundred pairs of eyes that I attract on a daily basis, just because I couldn’t come up with something, anything, to post.
Desperate for a topic before I bed down for the night, I lighten upon the natural solution: post about the meaningless of blogging itself. What a cleverly ironic solution! Forestall the loss of those twenty pairs of eyes by declaring of the blog, meaningless, meaningless, everything is meaningless!
There now, I’ve done my duty. The faceless masses that read this pathetic blog have been placated for another day. Now they’ll be back tomorrow to find out what this ignoramous from Canada will write about then. A moment of contentment ensues. Now I can rest. Now I can sleep.
But the peace lasts for only a moment. You see, the rat race is a cruel taskmaster, no less so for having entered hyperspace. And so the inevitable question is raised: what will I blog about tomorrow?
