Reluctant writing

Writing can be difficult at times, especially when you don’t feel like writing.  I have been in a bit of a funk lately and I am also disappointed that my blog postings are boring, routine and predictable. While I recognize that my blog serves primarily as therapy for me, I had hoped that my writing would improve to the point where other people (besides my few loyal readers for which I am very grateful ;-) would find it interesting.  I have never had a great sense of humor but I thought people might be attracted to my brutal honesty.  I read a few other blogs that don’t seem much better than mine but they have huge audiences.  I don’t spend any time trying to market my blog though; maybe that makes a difference.
 
Last night I watched a movie called “PS Your Cat is Dead” about an out of work, down on his luck actor in LA.  His girlfriend just left him, he is being evicted from his apartment and he has just caught and hog-tied a burglar that has robbed him twice before.  I read the book back in the 80’s and thought it was hilarious.  Unfortunately, the movie sucked.  Steve Guttenburg was the star and he appeared to be lethargic and disinterested for most of the movie.  I was supremely disappointed. 

Yesterday D and I went to visit J.  I struggle emotionally whenever I visit J and it did not help that he looked terrible.  He looked and acted like he was strung out on drugs.  We had a good visit though and he has completed a month of his 5 month sentence (assuming good behavior).  He seems to think that he can get out in January on an ankle bracelet but I think that is unlikely.  It also means that he would live with us and while I would probably allow it, I would not be a happy camper.