A well-known actress is exhibiting behavior that is frankly unbecoming someone her age and experience. Reading and listening to reports about her trials and tribulations I have muttered to myself: Who cares? What does it really mean to the rest of us with demanding jobs, equally demanding children, and relentless bills, that all combine for varying degrees of anxiety?

Sitting to pen another post it occurred to me to ask the same questions of The Rusty Fork. It was time to truthfully examine whether I had published posts infused with knowledge or thoughtful opinion on the given topic. Have any posts encouraged further exploration? Have they even provided a giggle? If not, they have simply served to waste bandwidth and I have failed in my goal to provoke conversations.

It turns out I have failed. I based this assumption not on stats, but by reviewing the posts once more and then candidly asking of them, “Who cares?”

I’m not ready to concede just yet. Rather, I will regroup and work on some observations worth sharing with you. I realize I am lacking focus. I will explore your blogs for inspiration.

Perhaps you’ll visit once again.