I've been debating what to post in this post for a few days, ever since I noticed that I was about to reach 200 posts in this blog.
I thought about writing a nice little piece about how, walking to school in the morning, I get to see everybody's sprinklers going wild, spraying water everywhere but on the plants they want to water. There really wasn't much to say about that, though. Although I've been considering doing some photos for Life Through a Viewfinder.
I thought about writing something about preparing to go away to school next year, and how hard it will be on Noel and me, and how much I have to do to make it work marginally OK. That seemed too depressing, and it's so complicated that it really won't all fit in one post, anyway.
I've also been thinking about getting an MBA at Calpoly (in Architectural Management, not at random) and I've spent some time researching MBA programs, so I could write about that.
Then I realized that really, the 200th post is about having had 200 inconsequential things to write about. Not important enough to make into their own section of this site, but important enough that I remembered to come home and write about them.
The real terror is that if I wrote 200 posts in six months, that puts me at 400 posts in a year. That's not even including my contributions to mailing lists or other web fora. If I dedicated my energies to posting only here, I could easily bury my few readers in endless trivia.
Be very afraid.
