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(Bugs & Cranks updates:
Junkyard Downpour: "If I’d spent half as much time with my homework as I did watching Dale Murphy and Phil Niekro, I might have made it to medical school like my folks always wanted. Or at least veterinary school. Or taxidermy class. Something."
To Infinity, and Beyond: "Now, I’m no mathematician. They don’t even let me near the pointy sorts of numbers, lest I poke an eye out or something. But I’m pretty sure that INFINITY plus INFINITY equals something pretty bad for a pitcher’s ERA."
Now on with the show.)
"You can measure by time, by number of posts, by accumulated visitors, word count, or by the list of 'cease and desist' orders filed."
When you've been spewing nonsense in one place as long as I have, there are lots of opportunities to hit milestones. You can measure by time, by number of posts, by accumulated visitors, word count, or by the list of 'cease and desist' orders filed.
(Although if you don't count the ones filed by my family, then that last one's not so impressive.)
On a few occasions over the years, I've taken the time to acknowledge various milestones -- but I'm not sure any so far have been as exciting as the one I've just reached today. But it's not my M.O. to make big decisions like that on a weekend; instead, I'll point to the milestones of posts past, announce today's big news, and let you decide.
(Feel free to wait until Monday, if you like. It's a big responsibility, I know. Just breathe. We'll get through this.)
Anyway, here's a brief look at a few of the prouder moments this blog you're reading has seen:
One Month: Happy Blogiversary!
99 Posts: Ninety-Nine Bloggity Posts on the Web, Ninety-Nine Bloggity Posts...
100 Posts: This Is Not How I Thought I'd Join the Century Club
Three Months: Well, There's a Quarter. Do You Care Yet?
5,000 Hits: I Could Thank You Properly... But My Wife Would Be Pissed
300,000 Words: Excuse Me Whilst I Do Some Cipherin'
10,000 Hits: It Ain't a 'Fireside Chat', But It's All I've Got
Six Months: Where Do You Want to Blog Today?
One Year: Aw, Dammit, Now I'm All Misty-Eyed
750 Posts: That's a Lot of Candles on the Cake, Baby!
Two Years: Really, Could the 'Twos' Get Any More Terrible?
Three Years: Three Years Is a Charm
Somewhere along the way, it seems I got a little jaded about the whole milestone thing. Nothing to commemorate the four-year anniversary, or the fifth. Not a peep from me at the 1,000 post mark. Unless you count the several hundred words that were probably in the 1,000th post as 'peeps'. Maybe they were peepy; I haven't looked, frankly.
Also, the site climbed past 50k visits (according to semi-accurate-at-best SiteMeter), then 100k, 200k, 250k and 300k. I could have celebrated any of those numbers. But I was asleep at the keyboard, apparently. Ditto for the 1,000th post. And lord only knows how many words I've dropped now. I'd have to guess it's in the several millions by now.
If I could guess that sort of thing without feeling a bit nauseous, that is. Which I can't. So I won't.
Meanwhile, I'm back on the milestone kick -- for one night, at least -- and am happy to announce that this is the 1337th post on the site.
That's right: 1337. You know what that means, right?
(Just in case you don't. It's okay. We can't all be tuned into what all the cool kids are saying. Or... well, were saying, several years or so ago. They still wearing those jeans halfway down the ass and piercing anything they've got that moves?
Yeah. Those crazy kids these days.)
Anyway, it seems I've finally joined the blogging elite. Or at least the 'bl0gging 1337'. How many of those 'big' blogs can say that, eh?
This is one milestone that totally r0xx0rs. Happy w33k3nd, kids.
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w00t!