RIP blogging?

i've noticed recently...a lot of people who used to blog don't anymore. blogging sort of became really popular, and for awhile everyone was doing it and would check everyone's blogs all the time and leave funny little comments and everything. and then, well, it sort of died off. i mean, i used to blog almost every day, but at the very least, a few times a week. now? not so much. i still get out the occasional entry. but there are a few people--ahem--who have definitely not posted in a long time, like pete or kate and others who just couldn't be bothered. is blogging dead? hm. well, maybe if my life were more interesting, maybe then i would have more to blog about. or maybe i should take on some political issue or something, and then maybe blog entries would be more interesting and people would read it.
Or, maybe it's just this simple: blogging is a fad. eventually, fads aren't so popular anymore. that's why we're not all running around in leg warmers with crimped hair. (actually, sadly, some of us are...the 80s are back!) Ok, i think maybe i just disproved my own point. fads come back, i think, every so often. so will blogging be popular again someday, or will those who do blog mostly be writing to a void? it's not like i really care all that much....just felt like writing something different than the usual stuff. :)
and now, to the usual stuff...muahahaha. it's almost Christmas!! yay. i'm excited. i love Christmas. all the parties and family get-togethers and decorations. i think that i'm pretty sentimental when it comes to traditions. for instance, the first time that my parents didn't suggest going to cut down our own tree after a bunch of years doing it, i was appalled. what?! it's tradition!! come on, let's go chop down a tree. any tree! it doesn't even have to be intended to be a christmas tree! chop, chop! however, i've kind of accepted the sad fact that without Gus the Bus, it's a little tricky for us to drive all the way out to the Christmas tree farm and chop down our own tree and haul it back home again. boo.
another Christmas tradition which I think some are less enthusiastic (my brothers) about than i is that my brothers and i always sleep in the same room on Christmas eve. We started this one when we were little; my brothers used to have these walkie talkies, and we'd try and turn them on and hide them in the Christmas tree, thinking that my parents would talk about the presents and stuff when they were putting them under the tree. It never really worked...but y'know, the thought was there. But we still sleep in the same room! Michael's usually kinda grumpy about it, but Luke and I manage to convince him, even if it requires physical violence. The two of us against Mike are pretty good odds. My parents, aka Santa, always bring us our stockings in the middle of the night (which used to be around 11p.m. or so when we were littler; now, however, they have to wait later than that!) and we get to open those when we wake up in the morning. Us waking up the morning, by the way, usually consists of Luke turning on the light at some ridiculous hour like 6a.m. and waking Mike and I up, and then we all do our stockings and go back to sleep.
Another Christmas tradition is the big family dinner, which will be kinda weird this year because my grandparents are away. In fact, we're having our family dinner on the 17th so i don't know what's happening on Christmas day. hmm. That's not a particularly original tradition, though.
My parents used to invite people over on Christmas. Usually it was someone who didn't have family in town, or didn't have any period, and wouldn't have a big meal on Christmas day. I always used to kind of not like it, because I'm so big on our own traditions, but, now I actually think it was pretty cool. I'm sure that made a difference to those people, having somewhere to go on Christmas, something to do, and not feeling left out of everything on an important holiday.
We haven't done that in awhile, though.
Anyway...that's my post. heh heh.