The Mother Load

Mom, today I learned that some license plates just don't give a darn.

Mom, today I learned that I may have to fight Isis for time with my favorite Scottish Starfleet engineer...

Mom, today I learned that if I had a few "rich ladys" to give this guy, all this unpacking and painting would be a breeze.

As you may have noticed, I've been having a bit of a hard time keeping up with the blog lately. By lately, I mean for the last few months. By bit of a hard time, I mean, "Blog? What blog?"

Because I like to blog, want to blog, and feel guilty when I don't blog, I've been doing a lot of thinking to figure out how to get my blog posts up despite everything else that taxes my time. What I've realized is that the super structured blogging that used to be a help has become a hindrance.

I realized this as I attempted to launder my first load of clothes in our new house and found myself faced with a high tech washer/dryer set that not only washes clothes but can probably remove my tonsils and balance chemical equations.

Washing machines should not have more buttons than the space shuttle. They just...should not.

I realized that I wanted to write about that. I had all sorts of funny things to say about my fear and trepidation over this crazy machine...the way I approached it cautiously, like a rookie on the nation's most poorly funded bomb squad...the way I watched it for 15 minutes to make sure it was, indeed, capable of washing my laundry...my exasperated use of the word "newfangled" and my surprise that such a word would ever come out of my mouth (along with my invention of the word "oldfangled," trademark pending.)

But I couldn't just blog about my washing machine, right? Today is Outrageous News day. I have to write about an Outrageous News story today, right? So what if I have a great idea for a funny blog post that will be easy to write. I have a schedule! Readers expect me to follow my schedule!

And this is why I haven't blogged regularly in months. If I have time for an easy post, and I'm nixing that because I think I'm obligated to write a scheduled post I don't actually have time to write, then nothing gets written.

So, the schedule? It's gone...fired...finished in this town.

So, what can you expect from the Mother Load now?

I'll still do my best to post a "What I Learned Today" picture and caption because I like those, and I have enough silly pictures to last me until the end of the year. As for the other posts, I'll continue to write those as often as possible. The difference is that I will write them when inspiration strikes and when I have the time to do a good job. This means I might have 2 Stupid Product posts in one week and no Outrageous News post, or I might devote an entire week to smaller, silly, stream of consciousness posts. Either way, I'll be blogging a heck of a lot more often.

I do understand that many of you are still traumatized by the recent changes on Facebook, and changing the Mother Load might seem like one more insult into your already injured online lives. Just think of it this way: Changing the Mother Load means you get to actually read the Mother Load. Also, I'm cuter than Mark Zuckerberg, so that makes it okay.

Looking forward to a new start!

Off to check on the shuttle...I mean, washer.

Mom, today I learned how some people spell "Richard."

Mom, today I learned that when it comes to getting Weird Al's attention at his upcoming concert, our family is probably more motivated than any other family.

(Author's Note: YES! WE'RE GOING TO A WEIRD AL CONCERT!!!  AND WE'RE WEARING MATCHING T-SHIRTS!!!  The spatula graphic was chosen for the "Spatula City" commercial in Al's movie "UHF".  See below and enjoy!  Also, feel free to be jealous of the fact that WE'RE GOING TO A WEIRD AL CONCERT!!!)

 

Mom, today I learned that this license plate can mean one of two things. a) This person has an abundance of Christmas spirit all year long. b) He got a C in Santa school.