I couldn't think of a thing to say.

To be, or not to be, that is the question. Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, or take arms against a sea of troubles, and by clicking the pics end them.
                                            Theboondork... With a minor contribution from Shakespeare.

Near Buena Vista Colorado, on the way to Alamosa.

I've had writers block all day today and haven't been able to think of a single thing to write about. Actually I'm not sure if you can call not being able to think of anything to write in a blog "writers block. " I think to qualify as having writers block you have to be unable to write something important, like a novel, a magazine article, or a life altering newspaper editorial.

I believe when you can't think of anything to write about in a blog it shouldn't be dignified by calling it writers block. It should be called something like, "too stupid to write anything", or "a dummy whose life is so boring his accomplishments for an entire day won't fill up two paragraphs", or maybe even, "I should find a hobby I'm good at".

So at this rate it will take a long time to make an entire blog post out of nothing. And since I don't have much imagination it's hard for me to invent an interesting life out of thin air, so I have to dig deep to find anything interesting to write about in my life today.

Come to think of it other than living in a house with wheels, my life is about as mundane as a life can get. It wasn't always this way I used to do things that were interesting but I seem to have disconnected myself from a normal life by retiring and in doing so I no longer do much of anything interesting. thankfully I don't really care how boring my life is, other than not having anything to write about in my blog.

I used to think I was uninteresting because I was old and geezerly, but president Trump is about three months older than I am and he still has a pretty interesting life. I'll bet he could write a blog post about his life every 15 minutes and still couldn't cover everything he had done. So I guess its not age that makes my life uninteresting... It's me, and there's no easy fix for that.

But hope springs eternal so maybe tomorrow my life will be more compelling and I can come up with something to write about in my blog, if not I'll just repost today's blog, I'm pretty sure no one will notice.

                                   theboondork

My grandson.

Spotted in Alamosa. I sincerely hope that if this little Mercedes ever gets in an accident it's with nothing bigger than a skateboard.

My dissolving granddaughter.