Happy belated birthday to blog,
Happy belated birthday to IAmPreparedToGiveUpAtAnyTiiiiiiiiiiiiiime,
Happy belated birthday to blog!
March 3rd marked two years of this drivel. My blog is now officially a toddler in its terrible twos. That explains a lot.
It doesn't really explain why I do this though. Why do I blog?
Am I trying to document my everyday life? If so, this blog would be even more inane. More posts about computer programming, running, and getting Daisy ready for school/bed/dinner/outings/drudgery-of-everyday-life.
Am I looking to land a book deal? Ok, I confess. Yes, that's what I'm trying to do. I just know that there's a big book market filled with ex-marathoning, software-developing, awkwardly parenting curmudgeons looking to plunk down mega bucks for some hardcovers I'm gunning for that niche.
Ok, there's really no good reason for this. I guess I just like the sound of my own keystrokes.
In honor of this momentous anniversary, I present a picture taken mere minutes ago in my own very bathroom. Nice tile, eh? In exchange all I ask is that if you have a blog and you've never commented here before, drop me a line. I'd love to read your drivel.
Two down, N to go.
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26 comments:
And what about us who have commented before? I feel so snubbed.
Happy Birthday, I am Prepared to Give Up at Any Time! (Even though you don't link to me.) Happy Birthday, to you!
Oh, man, who's the whiner now?
Pfft, we want pictures of Hank.
Hank is like a vampire. She doesn't show up on film. Also, totally drinks a lot of blood.
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday toooo. You. And many more.
Penblwydd Hapus I am Prepared to Give Up at Any Time.
And that picture - strangely, that's pretty much how I imagined you to look like.
And here I had you pictured as the comic book guy from the Simpsons. I'd raise a glass of wine to you, but I'm drinking coffee. It somehow fits.
Wow, what'd we ever do to deserve a picture on the crapper?
And many moooore....
That is some very manly tile.
Zelda1, thanks!
Siôn, well, you're one up on me then. I still can't figure out which one of the guys in your profile pic is you. It would help if your blog had more vowels.
Sara, you have made me cry.
Viv, on the crapper?? I'll have you know I'm perched precariously on the edge of my bathtub.
Rob, ooooh, a new commenter. Hey, your blog rocks! I've got me a new bookmark. And, yes, it is manly. The blue accents scream penis.
You're younger than I thought you were! :)
So, did you call it pop in CA or what?
Victoria, the secret to looking young in photographs is to use a low-res camera phone. You can't see my grey or my wrinkles.
And, no, we called it soda.
See! Like I said, it takes one to know one.
;)
Yes, but I'm rubber and you're glue. Everything you say bounces off me and sticks to you.
Hah!
CHEERS MIKE! Happy Belated B-day, Blog (mmm alliteration...)
Well, you certainly got me there.
However:
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but names will always be turned back onto you, thanks in no small part to my super-hero force field. Hah!
(Oh dear. I've returned to the 3rd grade, which also means you have cooties.)
Pensive Turtle, thanks!
janelle renée, I can see your epidermis.
hi, happy birthday! Delurking!
(you can find me at styrofoamkitty dot com since my blogger account is all FAUX and shit.)
Commence relurking! Relurking shields UP!
Congrats! And nice pic :) Finally a face with the blog.
So does this mean all the secret identity info I have on you is worthless now? I knew I should have sold it to the Russians when the time was right ...
(P.S. Happy Birthday IAPTGUAAT!)
Styro, "Relurking shields UP!" is absolutely my favorite new phrase. It's gonna be tough to work it into conversation, or computer programs, but I'm motivated to do so.
Leesa, thanks! Happily for us all, I won't be posting any Half Naked Thursday pictures.
Colby, aha! The russkies, eh? I always knew that cover story about going to Mexico was a scam.
Oh come on Mike, join the HNT team :)
Leesa, I took that picture in the bathroom. I think it should count.
True. For all we know, you are half-naked in that pic.
Delurking here to wish your blog a belated happy birthday. I just found you a couple of weeks ago and, frankly, didn't expect to meet you in the bathroom so soon.
I'm not very technical. Can you explain to me how to activate the scroll bar on that bathroom photo?
Velvet sacks (that's an evocative handle, but damn if I know what it evokes), if you scrolled down you wouldn't see anything. I'm just another disembodied head writing a trivial blog.
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