I wanted to write a post tonight, but could not think of a thing to say. But then I got an IM from Scott. He asked if I had read his latest post. I had. It was a good one. I told him so and that he ought to write more often. From that point our IM exchange went like this:
scottmonkeyboy77 9:46 pm: i have bdd
danthemanimal 9:48 pm: bdd?
scottmonkeyboy77 9:48 pm: blogger deficit disorder. find it hard to write stuff everyday.
danthemanimal 9:48 pm: agree
scottmonkeyboy77 9:49 pm: you come up with killer posts all the time.
danthemanimal 9:49 pm: nah. but thanks
danthemanimal9:49 pm: I've hit a bit of a block lately
scottmonkeyboy77 9:49 pm: guess you can always write about cheese
danthemanimal 9:50 pm: good idea. it's a challenge. Tonight I write about cheese.
scottmonkeyboy77 9:51 pm: block of cheese. turning writers block into gourmet cheese
scottmonkeyboy77 9:51 pm: and the style is cheesy of course
danthemanimal9:51 pm: writers block of cheese
scottmonkeyboy77 9:51 pm: sounds tasty
And then as usual our conversation flipped to a totally different subject. Absolutely no segue. It is important to note however, that we are both "fathers of daughters" with three girls each.
scottmonkeyboy77 9:53 pm: you gonna try again for a son
danthemanimal 9:55: that would require lots of debate... I think we're done... for now
scottmonkeyboy77 9:56 pm: yup.
danthemanimal 9:56 pm: you going for boy?
scottmonkeyboy77 9:57 pm: i don't think so.
danthemanimal 9:58 pm: get a dog
scottmonkeyboy77 9:58 pm: or a penguin
scottmonkeyboy77 9:59 pm: go write the cheese report
So there you go. A post about an IM chat between to guys talking about cheese, babies and penguins... The Cheese Report. Was it any gouda?
In fairness to Scott I have changed his IM name here to keep him from getting unsolicited IM's. I'll let you guess if mine is real or not.