It's not like I have nothing to say, or topics to write something about, it's just that I'm busy (thank you) working, and, with a continuing belief that the 'blog' section probably gets fewer visitors with the new formatting and the sort of scary deal about only getting to look at so many offerings before the Leader asks you to pay, I may be a little less enthusiastic.

For some comparative value; I spend my free looks at the New York Times on line version checking out Maureen Dowd (hope I spelled her name correctly after all this time) columns.

Or, maybe, something else I just can't resist as I scan down the headlines. I'm up to six of the allowed ten for October already. I better conserve.

Anyway, I'll blame any lack of enthusiasm on not enough time rather than a lack of, well, enthusiasm. I am writing, but mostly for my realsurfers.net site.

So, I'll (choose to) blame it on the partial government shutdown while I'm thinking, thinking, thinking about what the government does for us (that would be 'we, the people'), and  what we the people do to us (as in each other), and how some small but rabid group of Congress people elected by a roused (as in rabble-) electorate (not clueless, but definitely misled) can derail the big, complicated, thoroughly-entrenched-into-our-daily-lives government, and then celebrate the carnage.

"Yeah, I put the nails on the rails. Me. Me."

But, on a different note, the Neah Bay Separation Buoy, readings on swell and wind shut down with the sequester, is now back up because it has been deemed to be of vital national security importance.

It was always important to me.

So, thanks, Mad Tea Party dunkers, dance on.

Meanwhile, and thanks for reading, as always, I'm still thinking.

Thinking, thinking.