Bob Cramer's Blog

Your dedicated blogger is tired.  This daily blogging grind is taking its toll.  With so much on my plate, usually more starch than vegetables, the loneliness of the everyday blogger is showing up everywhere.  Family members are sick of hearing, “did you read my blog?”  They want their kitchen table back.  At my little Atlanta club, the cries of “Blogger Bob” are muted by general apathy, perhaps the summer doldrums.   People say I read the blog when you spammed me with email.  What about the next day?  I don’t read blogs, is the common refrain.

My loyal reader(s), blogs are perishable, like milk in the frig when the power goes off (an almost daily occurrence here in the summer storm capital).   Especially prone to staleness are current event blogs.  The most susceptible are current event blogs accompanied with amateur humor.   I guess I am just destined to a blogging life of under 100 views a day. 

On a sweeter subject, some of my children and I were discussing where yogurt comes from.  As I have noted before, yogurt shops have been taking over Atlanta just like coffee stores did years back.   Spreading their “active and live” cultures far better than any arts commission, you can go self serve or full serve and soon I bet drive-thru.   One of my children, putting his wonderful Galloway education to work, said that yogurt involved dairy products being slowly turned.  “It is spoiled to perfection”,  he said, “just like me”.   His father, your blogger, had to laugh.

On that happy note, I am off to watch golf, then Yoga  (read “Locked In Concrete“), then a tennis lesson followed by nine holes, a steam, a drink, continuous thinking about business and sweet dreams in anticipation of Sunday.   I might show up again tomorrow if I can find a break in my schedule.  Have fun.