Much like Bea Arthur’s digestive system, presumably anyway, I have not been very regular lately. I won’t bore you with the boring boring details, but blah blah busy, etc.
However, I have not noted yet, that this month marks, [insert triumphant music here], the big anniversary. Yes you’ve had a whole year of this bullshit. As you scroll down, you may notice my aforementioned irregularity (25 posts last march, 1 in july), but I’m gonna try dammit. You just see. Starting here, I promise my love faithfully.
Many of you have been instrumental in my ‘success’. So, I would like to thank you all individually. And, since there’s no more than a baker’s dozen of you, I can do so.
Amy, remember that one day you linked me and the world was anew? Thanks to you and accurately timed photos of Liza Minelli’s Wedding Freakshow, I have had numerous huge days! (400+ people. huge to me.)(numerous = 2) 10 bucks says she never sees this, guys.
Broad, you are so Indiana to me. Only not in the toothless hillbilly, too dense to figure out daylight savings time, Crossroads of America way, but instead in the way of people that hate those people and like making jokes about people named “Cock.”
Miss-TAY, you are a funny person. And not like Paul Reubens funny, or Star Jones funny. Miss.T., you do for comedy what Mr.T. did for difference-making. ity.
Leah, it is because of you that I even started this site. You hear that, rest of the world? You have her to blame. Although, you do watch the kid, so it looks like I owe you two thank you’s. As an aside, everytime you mention La Leche League, I think of a delicious dessert. (2 s’s right?)
Dawn, you are also very vital in the existence of this blog. However, your non-hate for Ohio worries me, as does the fact that you enjoy running. I suppose we differ there. I link the two, as in, “I only run when people from Ohio are approaching me.” And there you have it.
Chris, Your Haiku(s?) are keen. You ridicule the famous. Volcano season. (that’s why I don’t usually try.)
Jim, your lack of posting makes even me look consistent. I thank you for the list. New idea–let’s post some mad libs, eh? Also, I owe you $500. I would say ‘the check is in the mail’, except that it isn’t. Hopefully it will be sometime soon.
Carla, Good luck to you, what with the pregnancy and all. You are such a wise person. I didn’t always think so, though. It wasn’t until I found out that someone liking solo Don Henley automatically qualified them as super-queer in ‘your book’, that I decided you were a genius.
Dyck, Your blog, to me, is a Stedman. It is important that it’s there, and it’s automatically funny, although, when you accidentally see it, it’s always a huge disappointment. And yes, I’m still talking about the blog.
And now, as the inappropriately timed music swells up like the genital warts on former teen pop stars, I must say, thank you, and good nite. May all your dreams come true, and may your life float by gracefully as on the wings of a butterfly.
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