Well, I am happy to report that the Sudoku craze has passed (for me). Although I would still enjoy the occasional swag at those tempting little blocks, I no longer feel a daily compulsion to pass hours of my time solving those particular brainteasers. Of course, as any addict knows, most addictions are broken by replacing the original addiction with another, and so it goes with me. This week, it's online poker.
No, no, I am not a gambling addict. (Yes, hubby, I know that the first step to kicking your addiction is admitting you have a problem.) I have just always loved to play cards, and these rooms that allow you, for free, to play against other actual human beings fulfill a longing deep in my soul. It doesn't hurt that I occasionally win a lot of (play) money off some really foolish betters and my ego skyrockets and I get all woolly inside. Then, just when I start to think, "Gee, I should try playing for real money," I lose a whole bunch of play money, recapture my humility and a sense of reality, and eventually move on to the next big attention-sucker activity, whatever it may be.
So that's why I've been quiet this week (husband, stop laughing at the word "quiet"). I also feel kinda cruddy today, like I'm on the brink of a cold or something, so I don't feel much like doing anything, even playing poker, so you can add that to my list of excuses. And listening to my baby daughter on the monitor, practicing her vocal scales at top volume instead of napping, is a distraction that would prevent even the most brilliantly prolific writer from doing any real work, so there's that. And the fact that for some strange reason, I just don't feel like I have much to say right now. But I wish I did. There's so much going on in the world to comment on...just as soon as I run out of excuses not to...
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