Not that I’m saying I have ever been addicted to crack. But the symptoms seem to be very similar. I spend every waking minute wanting to do it. And no matter how much I do it, I still want to do more. When I am not doing it, I am thinking about doing it.
I stay up way too late, telling myself that I am almost done, knowing that I am going to be a wreck the next day, but I just need one more little fix.
I get jittery when I can’t do it.
I know there are things I should get done, but they always seem to slip into the background.
I know I should spend more time with my family. And I will… just not right now.
I think I could be a successful writer and musician and artist… but I have this great idea for a post, and it shouldn’t take me too long.
But hey… I know I can quit anytime I want to.
Pouring My Art Out 
If you did want to know what being addicted to crack was like, you could probably get that information from your very own crack squirrels….. 🙂
They are in denial.
How’s that working out for you so far? 🙂
good and bad
You need help Art! They should start a support group or a 12 step program for guys like you!
but I don’t want to quit
Totally cracked me up (and I need that. So thanks!0
yay
yay and double yay. There are some really funny people who write on your blog! Getting my laughs here.
I love my peeps
Yes it is and we don’t want no stinkin’ intervention. Leave us alone with our folly. Thank you very much! lol. You nailed it buddy. As always, great post. Enjoy your vacation. We’ll miss you.
Thanks…
That’s how I always felt about being in the edit suite. Just one more edit. I just want to get this one frame/one effect/one sound right. I can’t tell you how many times my husband would call and I would say, “I’m leaving in 10 minutes.” Three hours later he would call to see if I was OK. Happy times.
I have that kind of personality too… led to a lot of trouble in my youth… I can still get that way over a new computer game or some other things
I just hate interrupting a good flow so to speak. Sometimes it takes so long to get going and really get into something, I hate to interrupt it. Of course there is always that “perfection” thing. But, no matter how good the finished product is, I will still see something I could have done better…if only I had spent a few more minutes.
All art is like that… the Sistine Chapel, the Mona Lisa… you know they went back, looked at them, and thought… I could have done that eye just a little better…
For me it’s the second guessing last-minute revisions I’d like to make on a post I’ve scheduled to publish. Last night at 10:15, I realized I wanted to add/change something for the post scheduled to land this morning. I had to restrain myself from powering up my laptop. I was fixated on it. Literally had to tell myself it would be okay. That if I was that concerned about it, I could always do a post-publish edit. Crazy.
I never plan any of this. I either sit down to write what the crack squirrels told me to write, or I listen to their ideas for a funny picture, make it, then type some funny words to go with it.
I found I had to plan and schedule posts otherwise I might publish 47 in a row, over 3 days, or not publish one for 10 weeks. Finding that schedule button was, maybe, the greatest day of my life. 🙂
there is a button?
teehee… I live for that button!
I would never use it… I do post 5 times some days… and 1 on other days… but I never miss a day… well… except for the next nine days… starting day after tomorrow…
Kudos to you for not getting unfollowed with the multi-daily posts. I’m pretty sure if I attempted that, I’d lose hundreds by post #2 in the same day. 🙂
Enjoy your time away.
People cut me slack because this blog isn’t about anything… or it is about everything…
Slack = cut.
That sounds very philosophical… now explain it to me
Nope, just literal. That was me cutting the slack. Now I suppose I should get some actual work done. Off I go.
oh… I get it… awesome… did I mention that I might not be the sharpest sword on the battlefield?
Except for the last two sentences, you could have written an identical post under the title “Blogging… it is a lot like being a horny teenager.”
I already did a ‘blogging is exactly like dating’ post.
Who said anything about dating?
I was cleaning it up a little…
Ummm, being fairly new to this activity, I wasn’t aware of that. But I’m starting to understand.
It starts off as just a fun thing to do…
Hey! Why was I not following you?? I need my dose!!
C’mon X, you can’t get The Dose by following and you can’t get pregnant from a toilet seat either (in case a woman names you since you were the last one in the throne room).
I can’t get pregnant from anything (something to do with the male anatomy), but I can’t get a PMAO fix without following him. Ok, I can, but it’s easier if I follow.
OK, I may have mangled the grammar by using two different versions of “you” in the same sentence – Replace “you can’t ” with “it isn’t possible to”. There, happy now? You old nit-pickin’ git. Ha! Hey, Im over on your site checking out what wisdom you have to offer – very funny. May I subscribe?
He is at least as addicting a crack.
Oh… I could get you pregnant if I set my mind to it… I am that good…
Actually, getting people pregnant is easier if you shut off your mind completely.
Not in this case… but I do suggest that you do that…
I will give you a clap for that joke… uh… I mean…
I have to admit I was a little surprised by that too… HA!
Writer’s rehab sit in front of the TV.
I do that too… it is almost as bad…
Blogging is like being on stage.
I have this idea in my head that I could actually be a successful humorist if I tried.
I have that same idea.