Seven

This is my seventh blog post.  That's pretty good.  Seven is a nice number.  When I logged on to Blogger today, I was my seventh page view.

A few days ago, it occurred to me that I have a pretty spoiled brain.  Not only does it get to do what it loves (mostly writing) for a good chunk of the day, it has its own blog.  Most of the time, blogs belong to people.  This one, however, belongs to a brain.  Mine.

I wonder what it would be like if someone else had my brain for a short period of time.  I don't think they could handle it.  Even I can't handle it.  For one thing, this poor brain-babysitter would have to put up with constant streams of creativeness, most of which manifest themselves in ideas that, if made into movies, would be really horrible movies.  You might make three cents off the movies in my brain.  Maybe less.  Perhaps you'd simply lose money.

These streams of creativity would be interrupted occasionally by dumb quotes, pictures of cows, and the rare "oh my gosh what day is it I've got to update that blog I have on Mondays because that's the deadline I set for myself and I'm not going to change it because I need to keep it because it is a deadline nonetheless and what am I going to blog about this time nothing is happening in my life that's worth blogging about and if I just typed about my stream of consciousness that would be really boring and people would stop reading my blog and that's not good at all and plus my stream of consciousness is probably very long and winding and  bumps into a lot of walls and who would be reading it and why am I still thinking about this I'll just do it Monday" panic attack.

Anyway, so far my brain is welcoming (post 1), enjoys current pop music (post 2), listens to said music on the radio (post 3), likes to draw parallels (post 4), hates posters (post 5), ponders utensils (post 6), and enjoys pointless summaries (post 7; you are here).

You might say I have a reader-welcoming, music-listening, radio-addicted, parallel-drawing, poster-hating, fork-pondering, post-summarizing brain.  Say that ten times fast without taking a breath.

But again, this is my seventh post.  That's an accomplishment.

Were my blog a calendar, it would be a week long.