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A Schedule

I don't quite remember when it happened, but sometime earlier this year, I resolved to write blog posts a little more regularly than last year. It's not like I was neglecting this blog, but I pretty much did it haphazardly last year. For example, I wrote a grand total of 2 posts in August of 2010, but I wrote 8 of them in February. At some point, I figured it couldn't hurt to even it out a little. Also, a fairly well-known programmer claims that it's going to make me awesome to stick to a schedule.

Anyhow, I've resolved to write at least one blog post per week. I can't save them up or just decide that I don't want to write that week. Nope, I am holding myself accountable for at least one post per week. Incidentally, I am granting you all permission to hit me if I don't stick to this schedule, to put more skin in the game.

Now, that's nice and all, but the point of my writing is to be amusing. I may not amuse everybody with every single post (there's no accounting for taste), but if I'm not at least getting a chuckle out of folks, I done screwed up. And it's not like I have a giant store of one-liners to sprinkle in to my writing. I'm still trying to get funnier, after all.

With that in mind, though, I'm not sure that amusing things happen to me that often. It's also somewhat out of my control, since I never go out into the world thinking, "hm, what can I do to cause a blog-worthy event?" That might get some laughs, but I'm not sure anyone would be laughing with me. Now, that's a lot of pressure to constantly come up with something. What if I have a bad couple of weeks where work gets busy or something? And vacations are bound to screw with this plan, I'm thinking.

On the flip side, I also have to make judgment calls about how funny I think the coming weeks are going to be. Say I have two mildly amusing things happen to me on a Wednesday. Do I write about both of them that week, with the full confidence that something else will present itself the following week? Or do I write about one and hedge my bets and save the other one for the next week? Decisions, decisions. I feel a little bit like an amusement broker, trying to play the market of funny things that happen to people.

Still, by far the most amusing thing to come out of all of this comes from my brother's in-laws. My brother's brother-in-law (my second brother-in-law?) was curious about this very blog, so he asked for a link. I kid you not, his very first reaction upon seeing it was, "dude, this guy needs a girl. He has WAY too much time on his hands."

Well, at least he gave me something to write about this week, no?

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