Blogless

I've been unable to blog anything but memes and internet "tests" for weeks now (and hardly even those)- I have to face the fact that I'm blogless. It's not that I'm wordless, I have lots of words (big ones even, like perambulate), I even have ideas for blogs that simply lay fallow (again with the words). So here's a taste of the blogs I have yet to write:
1. First and foremost I've been meaning to give a shout-out to Debz and her rockin' website featuring her amazing art. Check it out, buy something, own art- become a patron to Deborah's artistry, support the arts and the artists. Have an opinion, collect things of beauty, cultivate your soul. All can be accomplished by simply going here: http://gnarledrootpottery.com/
2. I've been meaning to give a further shout-out to Debz for being so brave, for deciding that what she really wanted to be is an artist and not being afraid to throw herself into it. I know that it has not been easy for her, but the most rewarding paths are never easy ones. I both admire and envy Debz, she's taken a step that I've always felt deep down that I never could even though I've always wanted to. It takes courage and an bucket-load of self confidence to put your art out in front of people and to rely on that art for your living. Debz, you are my idol!
3. The serious blog. I've had stewing in my head for weeks some blather about quantum physics- or rather the borrowed idea from it that the act of observing something happening causes a change in the thing being observed. It's the rallying cry of post-modern anthropology, that by inserting yourself as an observer you change the very thing that you've come to observe. It's something that takes place in our brains every damn day too- from catching sight of myself in the mirror at work mid-sale (thereby wrecking my self-esteem, thereby wrecking the sale. . .) to looking at ourselves under newly legitimized labels and wondering if and how that changes who we've always been. It's a loose and ill-formed blog, one that I guess I'm not really ready to write yet. But watch yourselves, and catch yourself watching yourself and see if it doesn't trip you up. Now, that said, this whole third point is making me self-conscious- which is why I never blog anything of importance, and the vicious cycle repeats. . .