So why am I not blogging about sailing? I keep thinking of the quote from Steve Martin's 1987 movie, Planes Trains and Automobiles.
You know everything is not an anecdote. You have to discriminate. You choose things that are funny or mildly amusing or interesting. You're a miracle! Your stories have NONE of that. They're not even amusing ACCIDENTALLY! "Honey, I'd like you to meet Del Griffith, he's got some amusing anecdotes for you. Oh and here's a gun so you can blow your brains out. You'll thank me for it." I could tolerate any insurance seminar. For days I could sit there and listen to them go on and on with a big smile on my face. They'd say, "How can you stand it?" I'd say, "'Cause I've been with Del Griffith. I can take ANYTHING." You know what they'd say? They'd say, "I know what you mean. The shower curtain ring guy. Woah." It's like going on a date with a Chatty Cathy doll. I expect you have a little string on your chest, you know, that I pull out and have to snap back. Except I wouldn't pull it out and snap it back - you would. Agh! Agh! Agh! Agh! And by the way, you know, when you're telling these little stories? Here's a good idea - have a POINT. It makes it SO much more interesting for the listener!
Let's face it. A lot of posts on many blogs -- including a lot on this one -- don't have a point, or are even mildly amusing or interesting. Edward at the EVK Super Hyper Blog wrote about the problem with sailing the other day: a beautiful fun relaxing sail does not make for good blog material. Nor necessarily does a beautiful fun exhausting series of races.
When I used to write a sailing column for my local newspaper I always tried to have a "hook" for each article. I tried so hard not to write stories about our fleet that essentially said "some of the fleet went right, some of the fleet went left, the left was right" or words to that effect. But I often failed.
Can't a blog just be a daily journal? Sure. A lot are. "Got up. Had breakfast. Chatted online. Did some weeding." You don't want to read that sort of drivel here.
Where was I? Where am I? Oh yes.
This is all just a long roundabout way to say that I seem to have bloggers' block. I blame Steve Martin and Edward.
But I refuse to be the shower curtain ring guy.