Flintstone!

So my boss just chewed me out today, and it's got me feeling pretty down.

But Logan, you may be saying to your computer, how can your boss chew you out? You ARE your boss.

Exactly. And when you live in your van and find yourself yelling at yourself, it's time to get your act together.

I haven't been very good recently about updating this blog. You'll notice that for the first few months of this project, I was cranking out a blog nearly every day. Once 2009 started, that changed to every other day, and it has been even less the past couple of months. There are several reasons behind that, but the main reason is that I have been lazy.

You see, I fancy myself a philosopher, and in all of my philosophizing I have discovered two certainties:

1. Philosophers are lazy.

2. People who fancy themselves as philosophers are even lazier.

Like philosophers, they are thinkers not doers. Unlike philosophers, they are too lazy to even put in the work to be considered a philosopher by anyone outside their social circle. People who fancy themselves as philosophers include, but are not limited to:

+ Every pothead you've ever met.

+ Your roommate's boyfriend who never leaves your apartment and considers beating Legend of Zelda on the original Nintendo Entertainment System to be his life's greatest accomplishment.

+ Every single person who has ever been to Burning Man. (This will likely include many of the more ambitious potheads you've met.)

+ Celebrities with Q ratings that are significantly higher than their IQ scores.

+ Guys who travel the country searching for the meaning of life but can't take the time to regularly share their insights.

Since this is company I would not like to keep, I'm going to make it a point to update this blog more frequently in the future. I'm aiming at an average of four entries per week, but don't be upset if it's closer to three. I am also searching for work (a source of future blogs) and, let's face it, laziness isn't an illness cured overnight.

If it's anything less than three per week, send me a letter with a self-addressed stamp envelope and I'll gladly return your Projectmeaning.com subscription fees. If you haven't been paying subscription fees, then you'll read what I post and you'll like it!

Sorry about that. I'm still a little upset about getting chewed out by my boss.

Editor's Note: Please keep in mind that the stories and occurrences described in this blog, though written for truth and accuracy, are not always time sensitive. Blogs are generally published on a bit of a delay, often detailing events that happened as long as a month ago. So when I write about my adventures job-hunting and internet dating in Houston, I'll likely be doing it from Atlanta. Thanks for everyone who has expressed interest in my well-being and thanks for everyone who has been reading the blog. I greatly appreciate your continued support.