Oh you people and your feed readers. I used to coulda counted on the regulars to pop by and boost my visit numbers up into the double digits–even if I didn’t post anything but NO! No new posts in NewsFodder this mornign from Fragments, so forget it.
Well, be like that. I was proud of myself for staying focused on the main stuff this morning, resisting the blog-addiction that has held me in its grasp for almost seven full years. So readers have wandered off elsewhere, leaving me to sweat and struggle over other urgent extremely uninteresting trivial pursuits. Well I’ll have you know: I have trivial results to report. But you won’t be here to listen. So fuggitaboutit.
Truth of the matter is that I’ve been held hostage for the past 3 hours waiting on the wood delivery man to come with my three cords of hardwood “right after lunch”. Can’t use the phone in case he is lost and calls; can’t get in the shower because sure as I do he’ll come; can’t go out and cut up the wood we brought over from the pasture. And maybe can’t get to town in time to have coffee with my buddy Dennis before the “Floyd 20-20 Visioning Meeting” at the Country Store at 6:00.
Ann also is held hostage–by the weather threats of sleet, ice and snow overnight, so she’ll spend the night at her workplace curled up on the floor under some newspapers to stay warm, a large pharmacy reference for a pillow.
And we just thot we were in an inaccessible place in years past. Just read in the Press that the VDOT offices in Floyd will close (thanks to the entity formerly known as the Economy) and good luck with any of the secondary roads (or tertiary in our case) getting any attention from now on. Gigantic dead hemlock across the road? Chill. The sucka will rot and crumble in 10-12 years.
Now, aren’t you sorry you jumped when the little Fragments light blinked on in your reader of feeds? I gotta go.