The blog was a way to unwind most days, even if it's stolen moments with coffee in a hotel at 3 a.m.. Such is writing for me, even as I have no training in it, only a need. During the journey, almost 8 million people have visited since the Stat counter went up in '09. Some of you visit every day, even if I have little to say but for a photo and some thoughts. So many moments, so many little bits of kindness, through words, through actions, through prayers.
Even as some of you just don't let me forget things I've said on here :-)
But I'm happy for the companionship on the journey, even on those days where all I have for you is a picture of dinner, an old post for the new readers, bad puns and dog hair.For tonight, just for a smile, the journey of the average blog.
Diary of a Blog
We start with a laptop, bored with messing with your screensaver, you think - "I bet I could write a blog" and it begins.
Week One: Test
Why is my template pink? Oh (@*# now everything is blank. Click on "blogger help". Pour a circle of salt around your chair, wave your hand over your computer and solemnly mutter "OMNI OMNI VOR." Try again.
Week One - Part Two (I haz template)-
This is my Blog. I will love and hug it and pet it and call it . .
Week Two - Dear Diary - I have a blog, I can write anything I want. . . . uh. . . well . . . .uh
bullocks!
Week Three and Four: Checkerboard Pattern Carbonization - You're Getting Warmer!
Sequestration - Budget Strategy or Satan!
When chain saws aren't your friend.
Week Five: Sorry I've been busy, I'll be back blogging soon
Week Six: Here's my new Haircut
Week Seven: And my cat
Week Nine - Cheese is on sale!
Week Eleven - Still on sale.
Week Fourteen - A picture of some babe from the Internet wearing very little.
Week Fifteen- sound of crickets
Week Sixteen - Another picture of the cat.
Week Eighteen - Like me on Facebook!
Thank you all for not just eighteen weeks, but five years of food, friends, firearms and fun.
Love - Brigid and Barkley
Thank you all for not just eighteen weeks, but five years of food, friends, firearms and fun.
Love - Brigid and Barkley