Why blog?

I have spent the better part of this Saturday morning wondering what to say here. The kids are watching the Noggin channel/building a castle out of pillows/tending to the earthworms they collected after the rain yesterday...the list goes on...I'm listening to streaming audio from finetune.com
It's a site that lets you pick an artist and, based on your selection, plays a selection from that artist, followed by tunes from artists that someone somewhere thinks are similar to the artist you selected. It's an interesting idea. It lets you listen to music that you wouldn't ordinarily get to hear. It's especially helpful to me right now, as I am in somewhat of a musical rut.
Cathy, my lovely wife, is at a Mary Kay conference in Ft Worth for the weekend, so there's housework I need to get to, but I've always thrived on waiting until the last minute. I'm getting better about that, since that can get pretty tiring after awhile, and it tends to make you lazy the rest of the time. (Yikes! Lilo and Stitch just came on. While it does teach some good lessons about being different and treating those who are different, it's just kind of annoying to me. You'll be getting a lot of kid-show critique in this blog, since I end up watching entirely too much of it, and the only way I can deal with it is to critique it to death [and any of my family reading this is thinking, "You? Critique? Never..."])
I totaled my car ('94 Mitsubishi, falling apart anyway) a few weeks ago. I'm grateful for airbags, or I might still be in the hospital (or worse), but I messed up my elbow (tendon, ligament damage). I can't get in to see the Dr. until 30 April (!) That's the way it is in this town. If a physician is any good, word gets around and everyone goes to him (he's an osteo-surgeon of some sort). If you make a appt. with a Dr. in this town, and you get an appt within a week of calling, it's not good news. He's probably not that good.

I said all that to say, "My elbow hurts".

Well, this has effectively killed the rest of the morning and part of the afternoon (well, I did put in a load of laundry, so not all is lost). I can't think of anything else to add, so look for more posts later.