I generally tire of the entries on my site 10 days or so after they’re posted. More recent entries entertain me, both the linked content and whatever it is I’ve written in conjunction to them (or the expository mini-essays I write).

I read this page today and didn’t like what I saw. It wasn’t fun; it wasn’t entertaining; it wasn’t what I normally expect of myself. The entries that were here have been shuttled prematurely to the archives, preserved for posterity but no longer prominent and awaiting digestion.

The past few months I have had a lot to share but not a lot to say, which I discovered recently and have felt even more since. This site may benefit from a links area, like all the kids are doing these days, but that would leave me with very little to write at all.

A wet or messy dog shakes its entire body down, from head to tail, to rid its exterior of whatever is polluting it. Right now I need something like that for my sentence composition.

Pardon me while I clear my head. I’ll be back before the winter’s out.