It was five years ago today I wrote my first blog post. I am not sure why making note of this date is important, but I guess we humans cannot resist the urge to mark our territory, whether it be by a fence, a wall, pissing on trees, or creating markers on calendars.
In December, 2004 I had no clue about blogs. A woman on a forum that shall remain anonymous turned me onto them. She had recently started an exercise blog to help the obese of the World get a handle on their misery by showing them how skinny people stayed skinny. She posted for a couple of months and then her blog died. It just stopped.
My blog, well, it didn't amount to much. Disjointed ramblings of an aging hippy redneck wannabe. Hell, I couldn't even perform the most basic of blogging skills I now take for granted. It was at least two years before I even turned on the comments or learned how to post images and links. All the original blog did was supply me with a place to vent neatly.
It would have been so easy to to blow it off. But I didn't. And five years later I have hundreds of thousands of words archived somewhere deep in a cave in Greenland, South Dakota, or maybe just down the road. Who knows where this shit goes when it is not on the screen?
Stick with something long enough and I guess that something gets better or at least easier to do. My writing is better now and I actually have figured out how to add things like images, links, and other blogging fun stuff.
So in the best traditions laid down by forebears I never knew, I officially and with great flourish do now hereby declare this a day of extreme local celebration. I would petition Obama Man to have this day forever a day of national remembrance. Unfortunately for the country and me, the man has way too much on his plate what with his current efforts to save the planet.