Happy Seventh Birthday to Us
We still do not know what “middle age” is, for a blog. We know we’ve been around long enough to see some respectable compatriots clock-out, in the sense that they decided blogging was not for them. We notice that, among the ones who are left, many are doing it the way we’re doing it, with our credo of “this is a scrapbook and not a billboard.” That takes some meaning out of our seven candles, I suppose; can’t crow about your success if there never was a possibility of failure in the first place. But still & all, that’s not entirely true. We’ve been lucky enough not to fail any job interviews (to our knowledge) because of blog content, or drop the blog as a condition of taking a job in the first place, or lose the whole thing due to some disastrous database crash. I suppose that’s something. But if that’s a success, we owe much of it to Terry Trippany who started out as a fan, and then became a fan urging us to move off Blogger to WordPress, and then collaborated on the technical details with us, helping move data around, even hosting us for a couple of years.
Time for the blog to get some reading glasses? False teeth? Red Corvette? Prostate exam? We’ve no idea. There are some blogs older than us; but not by much, and fewer than there used to be.
How does a blog succumb to the passage of time, if its owner does not? Perhaps the future that has yet to unfold, will provide an answer. Perhaps it won’t.
Raise your hand if you really don’t understand the ‘children’ immigrant refugee thingy. So I’m having a hard time grasping
Before you ask, yes it’s real. Let me anticipate your next question: I have no idea why this was sent
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