Sunday, June 24, 2012
Uncle Charley and a Slim David
I was ruminating on diverse subjects over a snack this very eve. I was munching a homemade sopressata dried meat stick (I call them "Slim Davids") washed down with an Uncle Charley long neck (I got two twelvers of Utica Club for letting a friend store his kayak in my garage).
Anyhow, I swore off perpetrating my hogwash on the internets for a couple months, then I tried starting a more general blog (The Upstate Man) which was generally well received (at least by Mrs. Dave and my 3.5 year old daughter...).
Although it was sort of fun to write about stuff unrelated to food (I especially enjoyed writing the "Capital Region Game of Thrones" post), it felt a bit forced. It also occurred to me that it is embarrassingly self-centered to suppose that anyone really gives a crap about what I have to say (I tend to have a somewhat high opinion of my own wit).
In short, this old rickety blog is the one that I keep coming back to. This will be the 3rd (or 4th) time I have torn the whole thing down and thrown it back up. This is a strange thing for me because I am abnormally steadfast and persistent in most of my endeavors, flightiness of this nature is generally out of character. I think this would actually be a fairly well trafficked corner of the internet if I didn't keep shitboxing it, and I think it is good to knock it down a peg every now and again. I like to keep things small, quaint if you will.
In any event, I will prob. post here every now and again (again). So get ready for more of my droll attempts at humor, shitty grammar, tiresome amounts of parentheticals, periodic blog ending tantrums, and everything else that have made me an insignificant waste of time to follow.