Hiatus

I think it is safe to say that my posts of late, in fact my attention to blogging in general, has waned considerably. When I first started it was, of course, new and exciting. Blogging was just making a name for itself and wasn’t yet being made fun of by stand-up comedians and late night talk show hosts. I was really into it then. But recently, meh.

Granted, most of my blog fodder had come from working for the Transportation Security Administration, part of the Department of Homeland Security. You know, the guys who brought you FEMA. However, I recently took a new job. It’s hard and challenging and infinitely better than the ole Hell Hole.

When applying for said job, I went through and erased everything off of Tales of Strude. This, in retrospect, was a mistake. At the time, I was thinking I didn’t want my potential future bosses to search me out on the internet, find my blog, and then read the loving words I had for my then current employer TSA, not to mention all the other crap I talk about.

I should have just erased the questionable posts, but I was in a hurry and just deleted everything. I have reposted some of the old content, but this is a chore and, quite frankly, I don’t know if most of it fits anymore. I honestly don’t know what does fit here anymore.

I started Tales of Strude as an experiment really. I had heard about blogs from somewhere, looked into it, found Blogger (which I love) and tried it out. I wanted to find out if I could come up with enough interesting things to talk about, and do so frequently enough, to make it worth the readers’ time and attention. I have always wondered how humor columnists like Eric D. Snider (someone I greatly admire) are able to consistently write funny, entertaining pieces. Don’t get me wrong, I never assumed that I could ever reach great heights in a stupid little blog. It was just an experiment.

After a while a few people (who weren’t related to me) found the blog and they liked it. Then BOOM, addiction set in. Much like the applause after a great performance, the kudos and comments were like crack. Now I write fewer and fewer posts per month. As a result, I am back to the only people who read anything here are either related to me or have lost their way on the information super highway. (Does anyone still use that phrase anymore? Well, I ain’t lettin’ it go, baby.)

Also, life has really kicked me in the teeth as of late. blogging is something extra on the plate right now.

So, what am I rambling about? I don’t know. Something has to change here. I still like blogging… I think. I want to like it like I used to, but I don’t know if it fits my life right now. If I am to make it fit, it has to be different than what it is right now. I don’t know if that means revamping Tales of Strude, or if that means totally dumping Tales of Strude and starting anew somewhere else and letting people find me again.

Until I do figure it out, this is it. Hopefully it won’t be for long. Hopefully it won’t be forever.