Let us examine the possibilities:
1. There is nothing interesting left in the world for us to talk about/make fun of.
This is actually a possibility. What fun stuff has happened recently? A writer's strike? Yawn. I am Beowulf? I AM BEOWULF! Lauren and Heidi showdown Part 1? Actually that was pretty good we should be blogging about The Hills.
2. We're all way too busy to write meaningless shit on the interwebs.
I don't know about the other jackasses on here, but my day to day consists of getting up, wishing I had a full-time job instead of one rent paying gig a month, listening to music, playing Halo, listening to music while playing Halo and um.. sleeping. I think I could squeeze this in, better check the blackberry.
3. We're lazy stoners.
I'm bored with this list.










