I stopped blogging because of Facebook. I uploaded photos and posted witty little status updates on my Facebook profile, and I assumed that would fulfill my need for sharing the mundane details of my life with others. And, at first, it did fulfill that need. I abandoned my blog to drift aimlessly on the interwebs--an available target for comments advertising various pharmaceutical panaceas and shiny new discos in Berlin (I still regret titling that one post in German). Because of those random, and somewhat disturbing comments, I deleted my blog a few months ago.
But lately, I've been missing something. I had a difficult time figuring out what it was. Then it hit me--I had stopped visiting other personal blogs when I stopped blogging. I felt left out of the loop. I missed reading about the lives of my friends--both close and distant. And I missed telling others about my life. Why say something concisely, in a Facebook status update, when one can use oh so many more words in a blog post? Why, indeed. So, I'm back. Thankfully, blogger gave 90 days to change my mind about deleting my blog.
I promise to make an honest effort to update my blog more frequently. (Thank goodness there is no consideration for that promise, and therefore it is not legally enforceable. Just socially enforceable).
The series finale of Lost starts in a few minutes, so I must go now. Please allow me to leave you with a picture of a lion trying to eat my daughter. I realize there is "safety glass" between the Tsavo man-eating lion and my daughter, but it still freaks me out.