When you bomb, you bomb

I confess, I bombed yesterday.  No, not in the traditional sense of massive destruction, but in the sense that I got my first case of blogger's block and the clock was ticking.  I was in the eleventh hour and I had to post something.  Anything. 

My blog really bombed yesterday but it was far from dynamite.  It blew and I was blue, too...because I knew... it blew.

But isn't this the age of Command + Z (for you PCs out there, lose control, gain command), of photoshopping out the beauty bumps (a.k.a. zits) from our photos?  And the thought did cross my mind... to get to the other side.

I even revised the whole thing in my mind and let me tell ya, it was a lot better.  But in the end, I decided to leave it as is.  I accept it and I think I learned a thing or two.  Oh, who am I kidding?  I just learned one thing.  When you bomb, you bomb... accept it and move on.