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Blaugh! I’m slackin’ again. I haven’t posted here for several days and I’m about due for another Screen Cap o’ The Week and I can’t decide on one. I think my brain done exploded.

Ouch. And I was doing so good too! But nothing has struck me lately to blather on about (at least, nothing I wanna blather on about publicly!) and I’m…I’m…stuck.

GAH! This is bad. Even worse is the fact that I’m writing about the fact that I can’t think of anything to write about. Although, to keep along the lines of the Coltrane Skewl of Writing posts we’ve had recently, this might be a good opportunity to talk about journaling and free form writing.

This was an exercise we used to do in one of my English classes in Jr. High. We would be given about 10 minutes or so to write something. Anything. And often mine started with “Well I can’t think of anything write about so I’m writing about not being able to write anything. Oh man, have ya ever realized that…” and then I’d be off on some inane topic of importance to a 15 year old mind. Heh!

But ya know, it worked. If you keep at it, even if it’s just still saying “yep, here I am, still trying to think of something to write–I’m so sick of adult contemporary radio…” Boom. Yer topic will come to you eventually.

And I am sick of adult contemporary radio. Kelly Clarkson is pissing me off and if I have to hear Carrie Underwood’s “Before He Cheats” one more time I’m gonna take that Louisville slugger to something other than a set of headlights. ARGH! That song can not be the only song that woman has ever recorded! But apparently it’s the only song that gets played on the radio.

Corporate radio sucks nowadays anyway. I think I’ve commented on this in a previous post but it’s worth commenting again. In fact, I’m even gonna write it again.

Corporate radio sucks nowadays anyway.

They play the same dozen or so songs every day, every week. And then boast about having the “biggest variety.” My posterior.

What really annoys me is when one of those songs that annoys the crap out of me gets stuck in my head. Like pretty much any Kelly Clarkson song. “Because of You” Kelly, I’m about ready to puke on my radio.

Gnarls Barkley can best some up my opinion of corporate radio:  “It’s Making Me Craaaaaaaaazaaaayyyy!”

Ahh. There. And lookit that, a blog post!