What a Blogger Does When There’s Nothing to Blog About

Every blogger eventually reaches the quiet, uncomfortable moment when ideas dry up. The cursor blinks. The coffee cools. The mind insists there is absolutely nothing worth writing. Surprisingly, this empty stretch is not a failure—it’s part of the job. When there’s nothing obvious to blog about, a blogger doesn’t stop being a blogger. Instead, the work simply shifts behind the scenes.

First, a blogger observes. When inspiration is gone, attention sharpens. Daily routines, overheard conversations, minor frustrations, and small victories suddenly become raw material. Bloggers start noticing patterns: questions readers ask repeatedly, problems people complain about online, or trends quietly forming before they become obvious. Nothing-to-write days are often when future ideas are quietly collected.

Next, a blogger revisits old work. Past posts are reread with fresh eyes. Some feel outdated. Some feel unfinished. Others spark a realization: I could explain this better now. Updating, expanding, or reframing older content is not laziness—it’s growth. A blogger evolves, and their writing should reflect that evolution.

When words refuse to come, learning takes center stage. Bloggers read widely during dry spells—not just within their niche, but outside it. A food blogger might read about productivity. A tech blogger might explore philosophy. New inputs create unexpected connections, and those connections eventually turn into original ideas. Creativity feeds on curiosity, not pressure.

Many bloggers also use quiet periods to listen. They engage more deeply with comments, emails, and social media messages. They ask questions instead of answering them. Often, readers unknowingly provide the next topic by sharing their confusion, struggles, or opinions. Blogging is not a solo performance; it’s a conversation, even when one side goes silent for a while.

Behind the scenes, there is also maintenance work. A blogger cleans up categories, fixes broken links, improves headlines, and learns more about SEO or design. These tasks don’t look creative, but they create space for creativity to return. A well-organized blog invites better ideas than a cluttered one.

Sometimes, the bravest thing a blogger does is step away. Rest is not the enemy of productivity. Walking, exercising, cooking, or doing absolutely nothing allows the mind to reset. Many bloggers discover that the best ideas appear when they stop chasing them. Inspiration often arrives while doing something unrelated to writing.

Finally, when there truly seems to be nothing to blog about, a blogger may write about that very feeling. Writer’s block, doubt, boredom, and uncertainty are universal experiences. Turning silence into subject matter transforms frustration into honesty. Readers connect deeply with vulnerability, especially when it mirrors their own creative struggles.

In the end, having nothing to blog about doesn’t mean a blogger has failed. It means they are between ideas, gathering fuel, sharpening awareness, and preparing for the next spark. Blogging is not just about producing content—it’s about paying attention. And sometimes, paying attention begins with silence.

Another Day In The Fast Lane And The Pressure Cooker


Well, we made it through another Christmas without going completely bankrupt. Barely. Sure, prices these days make your wallet weep—Trump’s economy this, Trump’s economy that—but let’s be honest here: the president has about as much control over the economy as I do over my neighbor’s dog pissing on my lawn. Supply and demand run this circus, not the person who sits in the White House. Most voters, of course, will scream, “It’s the president’s fault!” because finger-pointing is easier than thinking. But really? The guy doesn’t print your grocery bills personally, no matter how much you wish he did so stop blaming him for every damned thing that pisses you off!

Learn to live within your means.

Now, on to the next holiday calamity: New Year’s. Another perfect excuse for us lowlifes to gather with family, friends, lovers, ex-lovers, work associates we secretly despise—or all of the above—to eat too much, drink too much, and possibly wake up in the ER questioning all our life choices. You know the drill. America is a consumer nation, and I mean that in the most grotesque sense possible. Garbage in the front door, garbage out the back, rinse and repeat. People who claim to be “Poor” will tell you they can’t afford anything, yet every single one of them drives a late-model car, has a flat-screen in every goddamn room, and hands out smartphones like candy to their children. Somehow, keeping life within your means is apparently a foreign concept.

And here’s what frosts my balls: people are constantly reaching for more than they can handle. They’re climbing a ladder built out of debt, sugar, and delusion, all the while blaming “the economy” for their misery. Let me be clear: the economy didn’t make you swipe that credit card for a gadget you don’t need while your fridge is half-empty. That’s called human nature, and we’ve been saddled with it since, oh, forever.

But here’s the kicker: life doesn’t care about your whining. It doesn’t care about your credit score or your Christmas spending spree. Life is what it is. So why not make the best of what you’ve got? Sure, it’s asking a lot for some people—hell, it’s asking a lot for me sometimes—but I’ve got my own method. I hunker down with the blessings I’ve actually earned, and I count them. And if anyone judges me, they can go choke on a leftover holiday cookie.

Me? I’ve got my cadre of stuffed animals, my babies, my little army of plush judgmental observers, and they don’t care if I overspend on cheap champagne or eat too many cookies. They are content, and that’s good enough for me. My message for the New Year: do the best with what you’ve got, quit whining about what you don’t, and move the hell on. The calendar’s flipping whether you like it or not, and trust me, it’s a lot more fun if you spend it enjoying what’s in front of you rather than complaining about what’s not.

So here’s to surviving another Christmas, dodging financial ruin, and staring 2026 in the eye like a slightly hungover, slightly jaded champion of mediocrity. Happy New Year, you magnificent people,you, —- Let’s not screw it up too badly.


I Already Have A Plan

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WordPress.com keeps putting up that ad on my admin page telling me that I have a free domain waiting, a domain that will somehow make my blog easier to find. Well my answer to that is this: If my more than $90 per year fee for keeping this blog as it is won’t be easy to find, then i sure as hell am not going to worry about another domain making it any easier for me. Sorry fellas, the money feels just as good in my pocket as I believe you might think it would feel in yours.

If my almost Hundred dollar a year fee for running this blog on WordPress.com does not get me everything I need, then I definitely do not want to have any more than what I’ve got because i have a sneaking suspicion that every time i swallow the kool aide and upgrade to something, there will be en endless array of bigger and better things to pay for– and that is not my game, fellas.

I went all over the Internet this morning looking for some news article I might comment on, but the more i looked, the more I became convinced that what was available to me to look at never did address anything that i believe is important to me as an American Citizen, but seemed to me to be just a lot of horse shit click bait stuff designed to wrinkle my willy and elicit some kind of emotional reaction in me….for example, I am not the least damned bit interested in how the FBI allegedly searched through the drawers of the private articles of clothing owned by the First Lady when they raided Mar A Lago, but there was a whole damned post all about that ridiculously mundane thing— well that is my opinion anyway.

Something did come to my mind this morning however —- I know that President Trump has caused the entire East Wing of the White House to be demolished as part of a plan to build a new ballroom ….but what intrigues me is this: If the President is going to build a big and beautiful ballroom attached to the White House…..and if He has already redecorated the Oval Office, why doesn’t he just go ahead and demolish the whole damn thing and build a bigger, better and more beautiful White House altogether and in its entirety?

And while i am on this kick, i would like to make another suggestion or two….. why doesn’t the President go ahead and make signs for the Washington monument calling it, “The Donald J. Trump Washington Monument?” How about renaming Pennsylvania Avenue, “Donald J. Trump Avenue?” It would seem to me to be appropriate. I know it would, more than likely stir up a flurry of shit in Washington and focus some attention on some things that need more thinking about among the elite. People should have absolutely no question about who their president is and I think he should rename as many things as he sees fit. He won the election, and I believe he earned the right.

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I have to stop being so damned paranoid about growing this blog …..this blog has never grown and is never going to grow —you can preach all the scientific blogging nonsense to me that you want to preach but what works for some does not work for everybody and nothing seems to work for me …..I have 5 wonderfully faithful friends on this blog who never fail to look or to like or to comment and, believe it or not, those 5 precious souls are really all I need and I feel damned lucky to have them ….. I know that if i were somebody else, I wouldn’t spend the time of day to bother with a trashy assed blog like mine— so I am blessed to have my faithful friends who already know who they are so i do not have to mention their names at this time.

I just got informed that I don’t even have any control over the search engine optimization for this blog because in order to get help with seo friendly keywords that would attract the attention of those electronic little assholes that run all over the internet looking for stuff to highlight so that people can find them easily, I would have to upgrade my $95 per year personal blog to a far more expensive “Business” or “Commercial” model and there is no damned way I can ever even think about doing that. So, like most everyone else who does “Hobby” blogging, I am stuck forever in Nowhere-Land on the Internet just hoping that by some million-to-one miracle, somebody else finds me and joins in the daily nonsense.

So i guess Ukraine is not at peace yet — or so I am told —-but I have a plan that can end that war in less than a day…..Here is my plan: Give Russia everything she wants and give Ukraine nothing at all….. well, maybe a promise or two ….and let that be the end of it. I think that is a solid plan that would end the war ….for at least a year or two anyway—but then again, I am not a politician and I really have no business sounding off on international affiars but I am such an egotistic schwid that I can’t keep my mouth shut when I get a tingle in my testicles about one subject or the other.

I hate the taste of Nystatin Oral Solution that I am using on doctor’s orders to treat what the doctor thinks is “Thrush” in my oral cavity — but I am dutifully swishing and swallowing the required 5 milliliters of the shit three times a day for 10 to 14 days anyway. The problem here is that what I have might not be thrush at all but might be some residual oral shit caused as a side effect of the CDIF that I have been battling evern since October 7th, 2025—that would be something benign — but taking the oral solution is harmless according to all the medical experts so I am taking it faithfully. I am in my 5th recovery week since finishing my cdif-specific antibiotic and I am feeling better ….maybe no because I actually am better but maybe because I am tired of agonizing about the shit everyday and have gotten used to it and the affliction has become my new normal …..even though the most horrendous of the symptoms have stopped…. which is a blessing to me. My nightmare now is about a possible recurrence of the disease that 20% of those afflicted suffer from….

Whenever I see odds like that, I always assume that I am automatically going to be among the unfortunate 20% —which does not always happen — but in my paranoid mind, it is always the most probable outcome….you see, even though I am a man of faith, my faith is not yet what i wish it was…..and I get scared of shit that threatens me — call it “Being Human” if you want to …. that is the cop-out that i am using….. “I am just human.”

Believe it or not…..we have an automobile that we drive every day that came off the assembly line in the year 2005 and because the owner, my friend Jim, has fastidiously kept it maintained strictly according to manufacturer specifications, it looks like it just came out of the show room and runs like a top…..Whenever we get our annual vehicle inspection, using the diagnostic computers at the dealership, we just replace whatever needs replacing and go on our merry way. Hopefully things will continue in that fashion ….but i am not taking anything for granted.

Some of you might remember that about a month ago I told you that i purchased a bag of potato chips and have rationed myself to just one chip a day —-guess what…. that bag is still mostly full of chips and none of them have gone stale yet–i wish I knew the secret for embalming potato chips like that ….That brings me to another idea— with all the food additives and chemicals we are getting in our food these days, I believe there is a real possibility that when we die we will not need the services of an embalmer … I think most of us who eat food are already walking around in a kind of embalmed state. Of course I am being facetious.

Mindful Moments For The Day

I guess I have to admit that my mind….. what is left of it….. is somewhat captured by computers and electronic devices now …..in the physical and mental realms anyway but that is still not the first thing that I engage as i rise from bed each morning. —- Morning is more for bathroom trips, washing the face, shaving, showering, eating breakfast ……that sort of thing…..and that is where I do become a little bit normal….. if there is any such thing as normal —- but the computer does get his or her amount of attention each day, I can attest to that …… I guess I open it up at least 6 or 7 times a day now—have been using it to track my cdif symptoms for one thing ……keeping up with the national news is not the big hot pecker item on my agenda that it was a while ago…… i think I can see some mellowing happening over there in Washington, D.C., and some of the horns are being drawn in slightly —- I am still trying to figure out what all that means if it means anything at all.

At this present moment, the moment that you might be viewing this blog, I have changed it again to be a little reminiscent of one of the very first blogs that ever appeared on the Internet (Also known to some as the World-Wide-Web) —–and that was the (Is the blog) published by “Justin” called “Justin’s Links. A little history here:

Here is what Wikipedia says about it:

Justin Hall’s Justin’s Links from the Underground (links.net) is widely considered one of the earliest examples of a personal blog on the World Wide Web. Hall, then a student at Swarthmore College, launched the site in January 1994, initially as a list of links to interesting places on the nascent web. However, it quickly evolved into a personal diary, where Hall shared intimate details of his life, thoughts, and experiences, pioneering the genre of personal online sharing. Renamed in homage to Dostoevsky’s Notes from Underground, the site’s frank, conversational tone and frequent updates attracted a large audience, establishing Hall as a foundational figure—or, as the New York Times Magazine later put it, “the founding father of personal weblogging.”

The information above was primarily referenced from the article “Justin’s Links from the Underground – The History of the Web” on The History of the Web website and various search results about Justin Hall’s history.

I like to experiment with things as most of the people who have ever landed on this blog are fully aware—- i simply cannot stop trying new things….i know it must drive some people crazy sometimes …..but that is me …..restless as the wind—

Justin Hall’s Justin’s Links from the Underground (links.net) is widely considered one of the earliest examples of a personal blog on the World Wide Web. Hall, then a student at Swarthmore College, launched the site in January 1994, initially as a list of links to interesting places on the nascent web. However, it quickly evolved into a personal diary, where Hall shared intimate details of his life, thoughts, and experiences, pioneering the genre of personal online sharing. Renamed in homage to Dostoevsky’s Notes from Underground, the site’s frank, conversational tone and frequent updates attracted a large audience, establishing Hall as a foundational figure—or, as the New York Times Magazine later put it, “the founding father of personal weblogging.”


The information above was primarily referenced from the article “Justin’s Links from the Underground – The History of the Web” on The History of the Web website and various search results about Justin Hall’s history.

Moving On Now…..

We are having chicken and dumplings for lunch again today—- we went to pay the car insurance today —- not as bad as expected —-not as good as it could be — but who can live without it?

I used to think of sleep as a sort of “Death” state but recently I have discovered that not only is sleeping fun but it has a lot to do with the way I feel throughout the day —- I think sleep might be some kind of healing element.

Jimmy likes to watch Pubic Broadcasting Television …… He like the stories about wild animals …. I like the ones about war and peace ….such as “The French Village.”

It is almost noon now so i guess I had better go and eat a few more calories to keep my weight stable.

Catch you later.’

love you all.

John