Your mad admin is feeling his age these days.
It’s not so much a physical thing. Although due to various medical maladies, I am in some level of pain every day. On good days it’s just the common aches that most old people feel. On bad days it’s a real humdinger, though. But this is not what I am referring to about feeling my age.
Okay, so your mad admin has not been posting much of late. As per usual, of course. It’s not like there are any actual readers that must be placated with content.
I just don’t really have anything to say. Well, that’s not completely accurate. I have things I could say. I do have opinions on whatever the topic of the day is. (Ever notice that there always seems to be a topic of the day?) I just don’t think my saying it is worth the bother.
I seem to not suffer from what most people, at least online, seem to suffer from: the narcissistic idea that my every fleeting thought is of such monumental importance that it simply must be shared with the entirety of the world. Because my thoughts aren’t that important. They mostly consist of things like “I can’t quite reach that spot on my back that’s itching,” or perhaps “I wish I could still eat my way through an Arby’s like I could when I was young.” Hardly earth-shattering.
So… I don’t. Say anything. I only come here to write something once in a while, to prove the domain isn’t inactive, so that someone doesn’t steal it, which would make me have to get a new email address, which is quite bothersome.