Short and Sweet · 27 June 2026
It happens more often that I would like to admit, but sometimes I leave my blog post to the last minute. So since that has happened this week, I will make it short and sweet.
Now, I could say something pithy about good things come in small packages or that you ought to be able to say something in less words what you can say in more. But I am not going to do that. (Even though I already did, technically.) Instead, I am just going to write whatever I think and call it good. And that will be that. Short and sweet. And maybe to a point.
I was actually going to write about writing being fairly easy. At least sometimes, but I decided that I needed to be shorter than a quick essay about writing. (And yes, I know that saying something about being shorter leaves me open to all sorts of comments about height. Comment on.) So what to write that is short and sweet?
Well, I suppose that I really have nothing to write about. Which is no big deal, right? I mean, I write about nothing all the time. Or at least it seems like it. I am sure I have written about nothing way more than I would like to admit. Which is surely a problem. At least if you want to keep readers. Which is not necessarily a problem for me. After all, besides those few faithful readers (both real and imaginary), I do not have much here that will either attract new readers or scare off old readers. (And by old readers, I do not mean age. Sheesh. It seems that I am having to qualify my statements a lot. Thanks, Marc.)
By the way, Marc is a real reader. He might not read my posts all that often anymore, but he used to tease me about some of my posts. Many of my posts. Which at least told me that he was reading. And he likes to trap me with my own words. Like when I say something stupid. Which is more often than I would like.
By the way (again), I noticed that I open sentences with “which” quite a bit. Which could be a problem. After all, if the grammar police were out in force, they would surely give me a citation for having phrases rather than sentences. Which is okay. I am not worried about the grammar police. I used to worry. But not anymore.
(By the way, a third time, the picture of the echidna has nothing to do with the post. It just came as a picture for short. Who knew?)
Okay. Well, I seem to have run off the rails this morning. But I guess that is what happens when you just want to put out a blog post that is short and sweet.
© 2026 Michael T. Miyoshi
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