Blog Malaise

I wish I could blog while I was driving. See, I write the most fabulous, literate blog postings in my head while I'm driving to work, or when I have some other fairly long road trip, like the one I took this weekend to the South Shore to meet my two college roommates for lunch. (One of whom, we figured out, I haven't seen for ELEVEN years. Seriously. Eleven. This is just wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong.) Anyway, by the time I get back to my computer, all thoughts are gone, and I'm reduced to writing lists of recent album purchases. (Band of Horses, Guster, Modest Mouse, Muse, Silverchair, Sufjan Stevens) And wishing I was prolific and disciplined and could write daily postings filled with philosophical musings and interesting life tales that others would want to read. Alas, today, this is all you get. Malaised whining. My apologies.