Blown Wad?

I felt this response to my blog unveiling was blog worthy in its own regard:

“I feel like you have blown your wad.  Don’t get me wrong, I know that deep in the cavernous mind of the Cowabunga Dude lies profound and enlightening thoughts each and every day, but are you going to be able to excavate them on a frequent enough basis as to satiate the appetite of what will surely be a large, fanatical following of your blog?  PERHAPS you should have kept a few of these entries in your journal so you could use them during a time when you are really busy or (gasp!) without a great idea for a post.  I just feel like you picked me up in a limo, took me to a 5 star restaurant and gave me a pair of diamond earrings on our first date.  I mean you set the expectations so high that I am going to feel like you are losing interest when you roll up in the Corolla to take me to a movie next week and we only have time to stop in at Chipotle for a quick bite to eat.  Scratch that.  I love Chipotle.

-White Chocolate”