Today is the 4th birthday of my blog.
Yup, four years ago, in a small corner of a house called the Mopalopshop, on a street called Lancaster, in a drearyly grey town called Syracuse, in too proximal a space with the incomparable Jen Cash, this blog was started with absolutely no aspirations, which is good, because if I had expected anything I'd be sorely disappointed. Back when Jen and I were presidents; back when I drove a scary Ford Tempo and Jen drove a truck, back when anyone in the world knew where Kat V. was, and Romano still let me sleep on her futon or cook my frozen pizzas there because my house was "just too far,". Really a retrospective should be reserved for the 5th birthday, or the 10th or something monumental and divisible by 5, but my attention span says do it now, ergo, I do.
My opinion of the breakdown:
Best photo post: A Day at the Beach
Best post from a far-away town: I just realized I never seem to post while I'm away. Nothing from Cali, UK, FL, WI, OH, nothing. Just from some weird town called Canastota. Stupid. Must resolve.
Funniest story retold: A Real Mousekateer. (But I really don't tell funny stories. And I have a lot of them. Also must resolve.)
Funniest post in general: Democratic Individualism (I don't know why ya'll think this is the funniest one...I mean it's funny, but really?)
Best guest post: Morning Poo
# Times I have referenced Edna St. Vincent Millay or her poetry: 8
# Times I reference writing a singles ad: 3
# Times I've ever actually written a singles ad: 0
(Even though Liz and Carey once tried to sign me up for eharmony...jerks)
Favorite Post (tie): Crying of Frogs and Ser
Post even I have never reread: Tradition of Sedition
Most Political Post: By Grace My Sight Grows Stronger
Best list: Desk Job
Post I still think I'm learning: 50 Degrees of Losing It
Most honest post: Never Come Back (the hard part about this post was that doctor's appt I mention is the one where they told me they thought I had cancer, and that hope just blew up)
And now my attention span has waned, my roommate is snoring on the couch and "Survivor" by Destiny's Child just came on the iTunes shuffle, making me want to strut. Thanks for reading for part of these past four years, thank you for listening to me try to sort out the knotted yarn of thoughts, my ups and downs, my pensive and protrusive. If ya'll have a favorite (not like I expect you to) I'd be curious to know.
This post is dedicated to Jen Cash, who may be the only person who has been reading from the beginning. Miss ya, Casher.
2 comments:
Ok, so you managed to slam Syracuse ('drearyly grey') and Canastota ('weird town') in the same post. Because of this I will never regret signing you up for eharmony.
Which I never would anyways because it STILL makes me giggle.
Slam Syracuse?
You are defending Syracuse weather?
You who moved to London and noted how "nice the weather was"?
And 'Stota: home of the Boxing Hall of Fame. And...umm...the Red Raiders. I totally knew the 'Stota comment would ruffle those CNY feathers. I so know you.
and I STILL get emails from eharmony, ya 'Stota jerk.
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