Beyond the Black Hole

Toying with an idea

I don't understand why I have such a hard time talking to my blogging partners about things on my mind. It is like whenever I try to get close to Mr Mouse, he runs into the hole in the wall. If I go and try to talk to Bird Brain, he runs to the other side of his cage and starts squawking like crazy. I do not even try to get close to Bill Bulldog, as you know how crazy dogs can be. It is like they have something against cats or something. For several days, I have been trying and trying to tell them that is seems that no matter how hard you try or how often you blog, no one seems to really care enough to even come around to see what you have written. If, for some strange reason, they do come to see what is new, they never seem to stay around long enough to even leave a comment.

I have been keeping to myself these last few days, but I was unable to keep from hearing them saying that I am not keeping up with doing my part on this blog. That may be so, then again, maybe they have been wasting their time and I am the one the smart one. I don't know. They do seem to be having fun. I suppose if things should improve somewhat, I might do a bit more blogging. We shall see, I guess.