Walla walla bing bang

Did you ever stare a an empty page wondering what to write about? I have read about writers block where people who have had terrific output suddenly find their 'inspiration' has gone dry. Has this happened to me? Maybe but I hope only temperarally. 

Like this once abundant land I live in, becoming more waterless as the days go on. Not much to cheer or lift heads here at the moment. A decent shower would do some good but I feel about as keen for that to happen as I was for the All Blacks to win the rugby world cup. I hoped they would be beaten.

Why do I want the drought to continue? Because people need to know where rain comes from!!!