I Don't Want To Write This Post

Ugh… OK. Let’s do this.

The last six months have been the laziest stretch of my life, and I’m naturally lazy, so that’s saying something. I only work three days a week. I work hard on those days, sure, but the four days I’m off? I’ve been a damn couch fossil. No web updates, no writing, no adventures, no eating out. Just TV and video games in full goblin mode.

Normally, this time of year I’d be jacked to float a river, camp in the woods, and drink beer by a fire. That was one of the big reasons I moved to Northwest Arkansas — the nature, the peace, the reset. But now? Even the idea of camping feels exhausting.

Just thinking about it wears me out. Digging all the gear out of storage. Spending too much on overpriced snacks and firewood. Packing the cooler. Shoving everything into the truck like a game of Tetris.

Driving for hours into the middle of nowhere. Then you still have to set up the tent, swat bugs, start a fire, and pretend your back doesn’t hurt from sleeping on the ground. All that work just to sit in the dark and drink a beer. It used to sound amazing. Now it sounds like manual labor disguised as fun.

Who's Got The Funk?

This funk didn’t just sneak up on me either. If I’m honest, it started creeping in three years ago. I noticed it last winter but chalked it up to seasonal hibernation. That’s normal. But now it’s spring, and I still don’t want to go outside. Something’s off.

I haven’t even wanted to blog, and I love blogging. But I haven’t done anything interesting, so I don’t feel like I have anything worth saying. Even politics, once a reliable rage-fueled muse, has become unwatchable. Our national politics is a bad reality show, and I’m over it. Maybe that’s the point. If apathy was the plan, it worked.

Even video games aren’t hitting like they used to. I keep falling back on Farming Simulator 22, where I just plow fields and wrap silage like a brain-dead NPC. Rinse and repeat. I’ve tried mixing it up, but I always fall back into the same loop.

I bought Supermarket Simulator last week and got absolutely hooked. Forty hours in the first two days. Yeah. Obsession-level hooked. I’m at level 90 now and it’s already boring. So I’m back to farming digital grass again.

I’ve got that spark to want to build something cool on my sites, but I don’t have the direction or drive to start. The strange part is I actually feel pretty good mentally. I’m not depressed like I was a few months ago. I just don’t want to go out or do anything. It’s weird.

Website Work?

I did finally start tinkering with EchoChamberEffect.com again. I’ve always wanted to do an old-school Matrix or terminal-style theme, and since that site doesn’t get much traffic, it felt like a good test bed. Honestly, it’s looking slick.

Wisedocks still makes me happy. I spent a stupid number of hours making it look the way it does, and I’m proud of that. FartDump is now my most visited site, so I should probably give it some attention, but I have no idea what 18 to 25 year old's actually want, as they are my main demographic there. Maybe I need to consult TikTok or summon a Gen Z whisperer.

Anyway, if this post feels like a rambling mess, it’s because it is. I didn’t know what I was trying to say when I started, and maybe that’s the point. Sometimes you just have to hit publish to get moving again.

So here’s my line in the sand. I’m going to start blogging at least once a week. Even if it’s just like this. Messy. Honest. Boring. Whatever. It’s better than nothing. Let’s see where it goes.