Damn Bean-Counters

Oh look, another article about blogger burnout. It seems that the only thing more cliched than writing about the blogging “phenomenon” is writing about bloggers sick of writing. It’s like celebrities complaining about fame, although any fame gained through blogging is admittedly dubious. I really admire the hard-core bloggers, but that kind of obsessiveness simply isn’t in me. I spend maybe an hour each day on my entry. If things are really slow that day, then maybe I’ll do a second entry, just for the hell of it. And sure, there are some days when all of you are reading this and slapping yourselves to stay awake. But I figure that the good stuff balances out the lesser efforts. When someone starts paying me to do this, then I’ll worry about whether I’m consistently entertaining. Until then, I’m afraid you’ll have to take what you can get.
I found out that the Tamarack Clinic, the place working on my new wheelchair, is closing its doors. This is extremely disappointing news, as they are probably one of the best seating clinics in Minnesota, if not the entire Midwest. I first went there a couple years ago because of a nagging problem with my seat cushion that was causing me some pain. The therapist I worked with at Tamarack immediately diagnosed the problem and now I can sit for hours without any pain. This also means I need to get an appointment ASAP so that we can finish up the work on my chair before they close. Tamarack is part of Fairview Hospitals and I wonder which assistant vice president I should complain to about this boneheaded move.