Why I Write

There are many reasons why I write. Here are a few.

Realities of Summer

Many of us have experienced those horrid, blistering days when it's hotter than the pits of Mount Doom, hotter than the Sun, hotter than.... well, than any mortal being can hope to survive in. We've also experienced the frustrations associated with sunburn, among other related hassles. Below are some pictures that describe the joy of summer.

Popularity Surge

It's every blogger's dream to have readers, even dedicated followers. We leap eagerly at any new comments, enthusiastic about everything.
Then this happens, and we have no idea how it occurred. "I never get this many page-views. What happened? Where did they come from? Is this a glitch, or did new readers appear from somewhere? How can I duplicate this miracle?!"

Remote Confusion

So I was looking at funny images online, and I came across this.

The Dog Igloo

You see a lot of unusual things in life, sometimes in startling contrast to the otherwise normal surroundings.

In example, a scene from staring out the front window one afternoon. A dog igloo stepped into view, heading down the sidewalk as though this was normal behavior for an inanimate object.

"A dog igloo just walked by." I said.

My aunt, of course, was confused by this random sentence, describing such a random event. My mother then explained that a woman went past, carrying a dog igloo over her so she just looked like a doghouse with legs.

Living in the city is going to be fun. There'll never be a dull moment again.