A post about nothing.

I'm sitting in my igloo in the south pole (aka the front office). And I'm lost in thought, searching in empty space (my brain) about what to write. You see, I really would like to write something intelligent and insightful with beautiful phrases that are encompassed with descriptive words that tickles the senses. But I just...can't. At this moment in time, I do not feel inspiration to write about anything besides the ridiculousness that is Kidchella (you should google that sometime if you want to look at just how silly our society can really get).  I guess I just like the monotonous feel of my fingers rhythmically banging against the keyboard and the loud clunky noise the key makes when when I key in a letter. It's incredibly frustrating for me (and I'm sure for you, the reader) to keep typing and typing and typing and having literally nothing to say...