…or close enough for horseshoes, hand grenades, and nuclear weapons. Around this date, six years ago, I started blogging. Those original posts are long gone (although you can get a taste of it via the Wayback Machine….wow, that was a hideous design, eh?)
Blogging was so different back then; I actually read a lot of blogs compared to today and it was all about getting links. Granted, when I worked at Condé toward the end, I had plenty of time and it wasn’t uncommon for a dozen posts a day to come flying out of 4 Times Square. Now, I read the friends I made back then and not much else. I finally dumped all the pure-politicos like Atrios and Kos, simply because it was overload.
But I still do it because it’s fun. I enjoy writing, even if it’s a lot less than it used to be. Which reminds me, I’ve been feeling the writing itch and have been percolating the odd story in my head. We’ll see if that goes anywhere…
So, six years old. Happy Blog Day to me! Did anyone order a pony and clowns? If so, scratch the clowns, as Kim has this thing about them. Some fine beer and Railroad Earth playing in the yard will do fine. Kthxbai!