I simply haven't kept up with this site, and I was racking my brain to figure out why...
I have ideas all of the time, and I certainly have more than my share of random ideas, thoughts, and impertinent brain strokes. I realized that my ideas rarely come when I'm sitting by my computer.
I may start applying my idea I had for my business towards my blog, but I don't know if I want to put that kind of effort into it. When I first started my business, I found that I could rarely sleep, undisturbed, through the night. The powerful thoughts of my subconscious mind would jog me awake in the middle of the night. At first, I suffered from insomnia, as my mind raced a mile a minute, sending me into near panic attacks from the thoughts that overwhelmed me. I would have such clear and insightful thoughts as to how to manage my life and business that would only occur to me in a sleep cycle. The ideas and thoughts would come to me so clearly, but I would lose them if I fell back to sleep. The fact that I would wake up in the morning, knowing I had forgotten the significant and useful ideas that had occurred to me in the middle of the night eventually lead to my insomnia. I began to panic that my thoughts and ideas that would be so useful and insightful to me would be lost. I was reminded of the Phish song, "Sleep:"

I can't describe the feeling when

I'm in my bed asleep and then
I wake up with a vision blurred
And all my efforts are detered
To reconstruct this image lost

There're certain things my mind must do
and even though they're very few
The image glistens like a gem

Repairing is not one of them
So I'm awake though in my mind
The image that's so unrefined
is calling to me from the deep
and tempting me to fall asleep

However, unlike the song, the fact that I would constantly forget my solid thoughts and ideas began to keep me awake to the point that the exhaustion began to bog me down. So, I came up with a brilliant idea. I decided to keep a notebook on my nightstand. When I woke up in the middle of the night with my thoughts and ideas, I would jot them down in the book. Not only were my thoughts and ideas captured on paper, but the peace of mind established in knowing this allowed me to fall peacefully back to sleep.
Come the morning, I could review my notes and implement them.
Unlike the Seinfeld episode where Jerry writes an illegible note that's of little use to him:

Jerry: Excuse me, Tor. May I ask you a question? You have intuitive abilities. You're in touch with a lot of this cosmic kind of things... I have this note I can't read. I was wondering if...
Tor: (Takes the note, laughing upon reading) Oh, yes-yes... Cleveland 117, San Antonio 109."

My notes were not jumbled nonsense, but quite useful. Supplies that needed to be ordered, phone calls to be made, appointments to be scheduled, etc.

So, I suppose the point of my pointlessness is that if I start to write down my random thoughts as they occur to me, I'd have more to blog for my loyal followers--who only exist in my own mind anyway... :-)