I almost forgot: today this blog is 3 years old! First ever post was here.
Aside from accidentally retiring on my 27th birthday, I have tried to remain true to my inauspicious yet completely self-important beginning.
After 3 years and 688 posts, I still get a kick out of hitting the 'publish' button. I still think it's hilarious that I get to publish whatever the frig I want. Sometimes I look through the FIAC archives and I am shocked, bewildered, heartened and besorrowed at the dragon-fire.
Whoever writes these cupcake things can't be mentally sound, can he?
I'm still dying to find out :-).
How will it end?
I have no idea!
Why do you do it?
That's easy - for the pelican man.
Who is the pelican man?
C'mon. You already know.
Um, ok... What's with the recent penchant for lists?
Hmm, I dunno. I came back from a Cayman Islands vacation in an extraordinarily refreshened state. I hope it's not just a Feb 2007 thing.
I think March 2007 will be just as fun. My goal is, as always: self-sustaining laughter following self-deprecating tears, tossing my party through the air on the wings of a pelican...
3 comments:
Happy 3rd birthday!!
Lists could be a new literary form. Definitely blogging is a new literary form.
Except that it's not.
But it is.
Shit man, writing is writing, right?
I'm reading some literary theory lately . . . pray for me. Prey on me.
big up to bloggers and then......
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