Its been that kind of an eon. "A geologic eon is the second-largest division of time in geology." And being a Stone, and a pulverizor of time, second-largest fits into the "bin fishin'" dimension, where records would have been set, if you'd only been there. (Though, records most likely would be set if nobody else is there...)
A Sputter is next to a putter in rhyme, but unlike a putter doesn't end anything. A sputter is an ineffectual jab in the air. Someone is left sputtering, while the more concise and articulate individual goes about their business. But at times or, presently, most times, life does identify with the sputter and the loose saliva it infers.
I haven't had much to say lately... the blankness of the blog reflecting quite accurately the blankness of my mind. I do have a mask I might finish up soon... and am tempted to take a picture of some job applications. Though, might spew upon the applications instead...
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Well, it has been sort of a sputter time for me and my blog lately...New eon is welcome.
Funny, not only a sputter but a putter was felt in these parts of bloglandia. I feel inspiration coming back again though and it is so nice. It always amazes me that all my bloggy friends seem to cycle through the same ebb and flow of inspiration at the exact same time. Must be the waves emitted by monitors or something :)
It is odd, isn't it, that bloglandia seems to go through these shared cycles!
Lots of sputtering going around. I've noticed quite a few folks with less blogging lately, myself (at least in volume of words) included.
Sputtering here, as well...Although I feel as if maybe I'm on the comeback trail:)
Love the silver ball!!
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