Today is the anniversary of my first post on this blog online magazine. It's hard to believe it's been a year; so much has happened.
I'd like to thank my regular readers - all 20 of you - and acknowledge the hard work you've put in following my rages, and most especially I'd like to thank that anoymous spammer located somewhere in the former Soviet Union who likes this place so much that he sends me over 200 messages a day advertising ringtones, cialis, sex webpages (especially the ones devoted to NMBLA topics.)
Most especially, I'd like to thank Jo Fish, who gave me this opportunity, and a shout out to all the brothers who've sustained me in my times of doubt.
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Big congrats, Lurch!
Hey, weren't we up to 25 readers a couple of months ago? Ok you slackers quit your lurking!
Happy blogiversary, L-Man. Sometimes I merely lurk, and sometimes I pounce (or is it prance?) out of the shadows, but I am proud to count myself part of your vent-ey venti. Many happy returns.
Thank you for that, bro. I know you recently celebrated a birthday. (Since it was two days ago, I expect you're still celebrating. I guess a cake big enough to hold all those candles would be huge, and you're probably still on a sugar high.)
I'm glad you hang in the shadows 'cause that's where all the best magic is done.
Lurch, congrats on a very successful year of what you may call rants, but I'd call pretty damn good articulations of what more than 20 or even 25 of us other old vets are thinking. Keep 'em coming!
Thanks, Mike. Just please continue to stand in front of the formation and add a little tone, OK?
Mrs. G got me an ice cream cake, but no candles. She couldn't get a Forest Service permit for that big a fire!
Uh, ... that's "26" readers, Lurch.
I am twice the average man.
At least that is what my tailor says !!!
:-)
So I count for two !
Your forum here, in my opinion, reflects the true soul of America. Happy Anniversary. Thanks for putting this together everyday.
Lurch, I can't remember how I got here - but I'm glad I made it !
Thanks, Killer. You're a fine American, and damned perceptive, even if your tailor sells you suits priced by the kilogram rather than the yard.
Gordo, I've got a funny personal story about ice cream cakes, but this is kinda sorta a family venue here, so I won't mention it. It's about something I alluded to in my very first post last year.
funny story...ice cream cakes...in the Senate cloakroom
Oh, nooooo!
Senate cloakroom? What kind of a pervert do you think I am?
I give up. What kind of pervert are you? :)
Actually, there's pre-verts, per-verts, and pro-verts. When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro. We're a small minority.
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