The Frank Funny Farm

it's a bit dusty in here. *coughcoughcough* cobwebs and whatnot. oh well. new year, potential new dedication to blogging... possibly. i've been thinking about how it's a good exercise to get writing and thinking 'out loud' so to speak. is probably beneficial in some ways just for that. but i am wondering if there should be something else behind this whole blog idea. i mean, originally, we set it up as our blog (you know, me, ben, the dogs), but it sort of devolved into mine, where i invariably ranted about a rather unpleasant last semester in grad school and a bit about the ensuing depression over lack of employment and student loans. bright, cheery stuff. that's part of the reason i just sort of let it die. but now, the boy has graduated to his own blog, the dogs are even less interested in the computer, and i don't know that i feel the need to chronicle the lame happenings of my existence. we partly started it to keep a few folks updated on our ramblings, but most of those folks have made it on to facebook, so the need to repost photos or tiny lil' updates or links disappeared. (let's face it, it was never that strong to begin with.)

now, i think if i get into some regular blogging-type habit, it should serve some purpose. i don't know what, persactly. everybody loves that 'accountability' word, which means it's on my list of words that cause an involuntary eye roll and mini-vomit when i hear or see them. i'm not entirely sure what i'd need the interweb to hold me accountable to anyway. sure, there are plenty of things i'm aiming to do, actually do in the immediate future, but i don't feel like having some sort of weird journal focused on one specific thing. too limiting, too boring. blech. maybe that's it, though. maybe i should throw a blog into one of my numerous and oft-mocked 'to-do' lists, so that i do it regularly. but with the caveat that it should be something creative, something fun, useful (fun is totally useful, for the record), beneficial or challenging to me and that one person who may accidentally and inexplicably find themselves reading it. that's what i'm thinking anyway.

so i guess what i'm saying, dear blog, is, maybe it's time to put you to rest. well, officially to rest. pull the plug, and all that. i mean, everyone's assumed you were dead for quite some time now, so it just seems the humane thing to do. maybe...

it does seem somewhat silly to set up a whole new blog when there's a perfectly good one right here. but it's more than an out with the old, in the with new thing, though there's more than a bit of that. i think its perhaps about just setting one up for me. that's mine. even though this one is, for all intents and purposes. there's something about starting from the beginning with the clear delineation that it's megan's crazytown logs, ramblings and rumblings from the shallow depths of my brain. and there's just something to that starting afresh thing. blasted new year. well, i take that back actually. if all goes according to plan, 2010 needs to suit up and stand up, 'cause it is not ready for what we're going to do it. i'm not sure if the changing of the calendar really had a lot to do with us making plans (like, actual, workable, REAL plans) to clean out, rearrange, deconstruct and shape up this life we've made, i think it's more of that whole winter-leads-to-spring thing. growth, renewal, reinvention, LIFE.

but i digress, as i am wont to do. so, to recap: have blog; perhaps have renewed interest in blog-having (at least renewed intrigue); may require death of old blog, silly? perhaps; 2010, put your big boy pants on.