Holy crap! Who is running this army?

I am working on my new blog... here's a pic from it.
It's one painted by Donald Flather and it's of trees at Stanley Park, Vancover.

Well, it's been a while since the creation of this blog and ideas for it are running thin.
So far this is the only Blog I ever post to...

Should break from this dying vessel I create my own?

I think I'll still have new ideas for this one... and I'll keep posting here. I'll work (though not tirelessly or relentlessly) to keep this one alive...
...maybe.

But then again, there is the question of my own blog. I'm not really keen on blogging, though writing is one of my major interests. I am inspiriationally divided on this.
What use is a blog to me? What can I do with it? How can it benefit people who read it?
What will it's PURPOSE be?

These questions and others shall be answered. To this I hold. To this one hope I tether myself.

(there. there's my dramatic ending)

...to be continued


(yeah, and the suspense part - ooooh - that was a sarcastic "ooooh")

Ever try to talk to someone when they're asleep?
A roomate? Spouse? A parrot maybe?

Here's an actual conversation between a married couple (I'll try to find more as these stories become available):
(Awake spouse: A ; Sleeping spouse: S)

A: "I can't sleep... I've tried counting sheep... I counted 117."

S: "That's a lot of dragonflies."

A: "No, sheep."

S: "They look like dragonflies but they are really small."

A: "What? Sheep?"

S: "No. People."


Some great entertainment you can get from talking to a sleeping person, I guess.
Try it out.
Either on siblings, parents, friend, spouse, or even your pet parrot...
he's a red-capped parrot and his name is Jerky.

Ever get enough motivation to do something and then forget about it completely?

Well, I have been neglecting this blog for the summer, but I got some motivation to do something about that...

and now the big idea is lost.

So I leave you with a "last resort" item...

...or maybe it's not.

Just for those of you who are familiar with "The Prayer of Jabez" and its subsequent merchandise binge...

"Oh that you would bless me indeed and expand my new coffee franchise... and that extremely hot coffee would not cause pain"

This one has many faces
Often it travels far and wide
Though, on its own, it will hide.
Untouched, it will go many places
But for someone to keep contained
It must face its final end
When it must sadly bend
To keep a load restrained
Say what is this dry slave
That owes its use to a miserable wave.


Here's an easier one:

When small
Aid to the wandering
Sight to the blinding
When large
Eater of kingdoms
Bane of valley and mountainside
For life, it spreads wide
For death, it loses breath


Anwers in my comment - #2