May the goodbyes begin....

Sadly, yes. The goodbyes begin this weekend with the departure of Hanna Stadem and Nick Nathan to Michigan tech for summer classes and residency. Goodluck to them.
An Irish Blessing to all who might read, and to all those who do not read as well:

May the road rise to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face.
And rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the hollow of His hand.

Happy Trails....

Pit stop:

So I left after work on Friday for the twin cities for the weekend, to spend at the Seminary, and I came straight to the cabin, then straight to church. I got home at 9:30 tonight. I work tomorrow at 7 at Madden's, and from there I leave for a gathering in Duluth. Not much time at home, and intense... just the way I like it. Kind of like doing all of H.S. 2nd semester physics in two weeks, three days flat.

So people still roam in this corner of the web....

I guess I was wrong. A fair number of people still come around here. I for one won't be here everyday, nor will I blog prolifically. I simply refuse.
But here is today's little story:
So I have to get a physical for my college plans in the fall, and included in this physical is a blood test. So, after spending the night on a couch in Duluth, I drove back to Brainerd this morning for the appointment. (I was in Duluth to visit some friends at a retreat, including Mr. Houle.) Being quite tired, the drive went considerably well. But the Doctor was a whole 'nother story. They gave me a shot in each shoulder, injected a tubercliosis test in one forarm, and took a lot of blood from the other arm. I told her, as we were nearing the end, that I really needed to be done with the blood removal; we weren't done soon enough, and I turned white. So white, my mom says, that she couldn't see my freckles. Then I passed out. I can't remember what I was thinking about, but I do remember that it was very peaceful and that I wanted to keep thinking about it. It was some sort of problem that needed to be solved or something; regardless, after staggering out of the doctor's office I had to come home and finish typing an eight page minimum Autobiography of me.

Whoo. that was a day.
Now I need to mow some lawn.... then again, maybe I shouldn't stand up right now.

Where have I been?

This is my first post since February 27th. I obviously have not blogged in a very long time. I saw it as completely pointless, the most outlandish waste of time known to me. I still do, but every once in a while an indulgence is okay. But blogging can also serve a purpose, whence it is no longer an indulgence: I stopped blogging because I didn't know if my posts meant anything to anyone; the traffic was so low, the comments so few, the purpose evaporated. In its place was a waste of time. Not only that, but a stubborn individual refused (refuses?) to add a simple link from the blogging hub of our click, which would thereby make this blog more accessible to the masses.
So tell me, is there any reason for me to blog when no one cares? Exactly. I'll meet you for coffee or go bowling or sit around with you at a campfire; in these, there is life. I doubt anyone even checks this blog anymore, or at least of the few that used to do so.

So prove me wrong.