Nothing Added but Balls

I became very lazy once again and now, having at last found the time to type out some prattle for you darling folks out there, I cannot think of anything to write about. Ideas, as is their wont, have come and gone in the past two weeks since I last deigned to visit this little blog and now I am bereft of inspiration. What I actually need is people to read this rubbish and tell me that I'm an idiot. Such heinous slurs against my character will motivate such fury within me that my keyboard hero instincts will kick in. I will then create the most furiously beautiul, or beautifully furious, piece of prose with which to DESTROY the feeble minds of my Interwebtual assailants.

Instead I just sit here slack jawed, praying that the Gods will look kindly upon me and send a little idea fizzing down from the heavens just for little old Joe. Just a little one is all I need. I'm a simple man.

Rest assured, I will be back when I think of something. I swears it.

And a thousand cheesemakers whisper under their breath..."Edam well better brie". Felt I had to crowbar that one in somewhere. Oh dear.