Well, last night we finally got a bit of Ryan, but not nearly enough. Crackbass and Jackbart and I had gathered at Casa de Wilson so that Crackbass could grill us up some grub, and we watched in excitement as giant, purple clouds raced toward us across the radar map and lightning arced across the sky until... nothing. The first round of clouds broke up almost entirely before reaching us. We got a couple of drops. We caught a bit of rain off the second round of clouds, but nothing like the multi-inch rainfall totals and hailstorms that we had been promised. Damn. We need that water for Steanso's trees. And tubing. Especially for tubing.
Crackbass' Blogo De Wilson seems to be going fairly well. As advertised, it offers some interesting insights into the mind of Crackbass.
For those of you who have never hosted a blog, they can be very odd things. People may become offended or upset about things on that you post on the blog which you don't even realize are all that controversial. Sometimes you may be inundated with comments or criticisms, while other times you can't seem to squeeze a peep out of your readers (pathetically, I've discovered that personally, I'm just a whore for attention- I'd rather have people berate me in the comments section than not post at all. Just so long as they keep reading). Blogging also leads to some revelations about yourself. When you feel compelled to write something almost every day, you find yourself typing opinions and ideas that you didn't even know you had.
Maybe the most interesting thing about the blog is that it's a place where all kinds of different people from different areas of your life come together (in a hopefully semi-harmonious fashion). Weedo's mom has been known to read the blog from time to time as well as my uncle (although never of them ever post comments, darn it) and these people, via the magic of the blog, get to rub elbows with people like Crackbass. Friends from high school (like Cobra and Diva) share words with my brother (The League) and friends that I have made much more recently (like Sigmund, Jackbart, and Lunch). It's a weird melting pot, but a fun one.
I know that sometimes the blog gets a little stale, but you gotta hang in there through the slow times to be there for the fun ones. Such is the nature of blogging.