On Unimaginative Titles

You probably are assuming that this blog is going to be about unimaginative titles.
You are wrong.

It's about kittens. Uh...kittens are cute...and...fuzzy...and eye-goopy smelly miserable wretched beasts that grow up into even more miserable wretched beasts. I wouldn't mind a bobcat kitten, but domestically bred bobcats are about two thousand dollars.

Ah, I lied. This isn't about kittens, although it briefly forayed into the topic of kittens.

My blog...is walking around naked. The subject is blatantly displayed at the top of the page. It's not eye-catching or clever or in any way spectacular. Here, let me give an example of another title that's no good at all. "On Brass Armadillo's Head Door Knockers" I give you three tries to guess what that'll be about. *

Oh, all right. Unimaginative titles are easy. Don't judge me. It puts the emphasis of the conent of the blog right back squarely where it should be: self righteous pseudo intellectual pundits.
Amen.

Seeing as how my brain is imploding, I think I ought to stop trying to write unimaginative blogs.




*It's not kittens, I'll tell you that much.