Kent Newsome thinks we are going through a dry spell as tech bloggers. This is something I'm more or less resistant too, being primarily a link blogger, and covering both political, philosophical and the traditional technological stuff. 
I think the answer has to be: start dreaming big. The dreamers are the ones whose blogs I like the most. If you are having difficulty with that, watch some sci-fi, then think. What limits am I currently facing in my use of technology? How could I fix them? And if I can't fix them, who could? 
What is causing my blogging blues? That all the good ideas that we are coming up with seem to be amounting to nowt. The tech industry isn't telling the entertainment companies what they're good for (basically, nothing). All the stuff which we get excited about (syndication, outliners, podcasting, open formats, open source) isn't filtering down to the people who need it as quickly as the bullshit from the corporations is. 
That's why MySpace is popular, people still watch television over broadcast rather than BitTorrent and DRM is not frowned upon by polite society. 
Here's what you need to do. Load up your iPod (or lesser MP3 player) with music and podcasts related to what you're interested in. Grab a notebook (the type with lines and pages, not the type with dodgy power supplies - cough *Apple* cough). Go out. Listen, look and dream. 
We have the advantage. To me, technology isn't what Steve Ballmer does. Technology is what humanity does when it realises it's dreams and overcomes it's nightmares. That's why I don't care about the Xbox 360, but I do care about Final Fantasy. That's why I care about software, but am not too bothered about hardware. 
Our advantage is that we've got an existentially-aware research and development team. When the Microsoft R&D team try to envision the living room of the next generation, they see Microsoft logos - they see Xboxes, Windows Media Centre, MSN and whatever "Live!" that Ray Ozzie is doing. 
We can dream bigger: we can dream of knocking down the walled gardens, sneaking in to silos and blowing the bloody doors off, hacking in to MySpace and removing the horrid interface and replacing it with lots of RSS and web services. We can dream, so when we aren't disturbed by conscious problems, let's sit back and dream. I'm off to take the dogs for a walk and get invigorated. 
