Writer's block. I'm not referring to the album by
Peter, Bjorn and John (which is a good album), but the idea that sometimes writers just run out of ideas. Tragic really. Here I am, a guy with a mind full of ideas trying to keep this meager little blog running. Simply trying to provide advice for B and Corrin as their wedding date inches closer. Let's be honest, this blogging thing can be difficult, especially when dealing with a finite topic such as a specific wedding. You just can't sit down at the keyboard each time and wait for inspiration to strike, sometimes you have to make inspiration just...hit you...in the face.
So I present to you, my muse, my inspiration...
Pepsi!
I bet you thought I would say my son, or my wife. Nope, I prefer to keep my allegiance to a certain carbonated beverage. While my son is pretty awesome and a cute little guy, how can he hold up to the blue can?
You know what? Forget it, how can I resist that face? He's just so cute. Look, he barely has a wrist, it is just a line of baby fat. How can you compete Pepsi? Yup, I didn't think you could.
Ok, so we've established that my son is my inspiration. What has he done for me lately? Hmm, check back this week to find out.
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