IT JUST GETS WORSE

I have to face the facts and accept that the bloggers in this blogging community are getting older and, lets face it, past it.

I mean - just look at the posts from the other two this morning.

Robert has returned with a new blog named Rob's boring bantering (don't ask) and decided that his first post should live up to the blog title.

I won't bore you with all that he wrote but here' are some outtakes:

He reclines on his leather 'club' couch, feet up on the glass covered coffee table ...  He scratches his hair and neck and sniffs ...  He thinks of last night's dinner. Two battered hot dogs with chips ... Over the years one side had sunk into the alluvial soil and nothing was level. A bit like life. Everything tended to anarchy. Chaos. It was a wonder that there was so much order amongst atrophy ...  He scratches his ear and looks at the clock. It's time.

Sheesh!

Over on Richard's blog his post today is all about getting up and driving to work.

Well that'd be OK, boring but OK except that he disclosed that he talks to himself, in the car, in Japanese. WTF?

Should we be worried?

Huh? Should we be ... um ... Oh, I forgot what I was saying ... why did I come into the kitchen? Lynn!