You know all those great weblogs out there with deep and meaningful philosophical musings? Well I find them boring. Can’t plow through them. I could agree 100% with everything they say, but dammit, it’s not what I’m looking for when I go blog hopping. I want to be entertained. I want to smile. I don’t want to plow through 200 words on why the economy is in the toilet because the Federal Reserve blah blah blah bloat. But you know what? Part of me is jealous that I’m not able to provide the world pithy and timely observations about Microsoft or Tyco or any other story the Wall Street Journal lives for. I would like to be that kind of site, where people link to you just because it makes them feel in the know. Instapundit comes to mind. Sites like that. I’ve been there, I’ve read some of the stuff, and after a while it all blurs together. Maybe the flaw is with me, that I don’t force myself out to find these sites and learn from them. I’m too busy looking for pictures of babies and stories about Wal-Mart adventures. Because I’m shallow. I guess I need to work harder to be good, quality shallow.