I used to stare at it when I was in college, wondering how I would fill it. At some point I'd venture to the local library and the words would flow faster than I could write them. Often I would finish a ten page paper in less than one evening. That's where I learned how to rearrange paragraphs and develop a thesis statement. Those were the days.
That was before the blog. Now I can pepper this commentary with a catchy photograph, clever YouTube reference or just sit here until something comes to mind that makes it all flow together like the river of nonsense that it often is. It's easier now because I'm not being graded.
This is more permanent, though. I find that the odd Google search still turns up junk I wrote two years ago, as though it was some sort of opinion-based time capsule. My college papers, while nicely thought out, were just that - papers. I couldn't express an opinion or say fuck as much as I'd like because those professors were funny that way.
If I spent as much time editing these things as I did my college papers I'd barely squeeze out two a week. As it is, I spew this crap out on an almost daily basis and often look back and wonder what in Hell I was talking about. Maybe you do too?