Well, bloggers, we did it. We've been together for a whole year. On this very date in 2007, I was patting myself on the back for figuring out how to get this thing up and running without having to access my computer support team. Today, I am still patting myself on the back. Way to go, me!
Along the way, I have learned quite a bit about you guys. You're pretty feisty about politics, and you became REALLY alarmed when I wrote about my political indecision. You have enjoyed my adventures as a kindergarten volunteer, and you dig the occasional story about lecherous penguins. You have strong feelings about high school reunions, and you like chain letters and spaghetti. You really like food on a stick and have some misgivings about letting small children ride pissed-off sheep. You have also reacted well to any story involving underpants. On the other hand, you could care less about my literary interests or how much I drink on my birthday.
I say all this to let you know that you matter. I pay attention to your comments and your emails (i.e. I spend a lot of time checking for your comments and emails). You may have noticed that it has become easier to leave a comment (see sidebar for instructions), but if the system still makes you nervous, just send me a regular email sometime. I'd love to hear from you.
With the goal of being more responsive to you, I have set up a poll to the right of this entry. Please let me know what you'd like to read about. Be sure to vote! You can pretend like it's American Idol.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
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You could make compelling an extended essay on the color of dryer screen lint, which in my view is oddly unpredictable. You notice things I'd miss and spin up glorious connections... so, dearie, I don't know how to fill out the bubbles on this survey. These eyeballs are yours as long as you want 'em. Keep doing your thing.
Awww, thanks.
I'll add the dryer lint screen to the list. I'm sure my readers would love to read about what happens to my black t-shirts when someone leaves a kleenex in the pocket of his jeans.
You should immediately take down your email address or put it on as nifer at msn dot com. Other wise a web crawler is going to pick it up and you will be buried under the spam.
I will change it if that happens. So far, a year later, no spam.
It was a lot of fun to go back and read the highlights from the year. I really hope one day you'll write a novel.
Oh man... I would totally buy your novel. Especially if you do the thinly fictionalized thing typical of first books (e.g., "Total Immersion" by Allegra Goodman caused much code-breaking in Honolulu).
Maybe a collection of essays instead? I've been listening to an collection on cd called "Mommies Who Drink," and I think I might have some stuff that will fit in that genre.
(Ha)
Drinking is nice, but I'd vote for a little heartwarming story over an essay. Say one about a boy -- let's call him Mick -- who patiently, calmly, and relentlessly pitches woo at a girl -- let's call her Juniper -- at Southeastern College in Notsnave near the large town of Seehaytchai Seeaygeo. Juniper is from the town of Giant Knob, adjacent to Mexico, and Mick is from Tonkatown, where the food has no spice. So it's kind of a clash of cultures thing. Or Dune. Whatever. You know, a totally made-up story!
hi
and a great year it has been! i enjoyed going back and reading stuuff you posted before i became an avid reader!
i too am always looking for comments and emails...its nice to know your writing is read by others!!!!
i personally love the peguin stories, and first grade follies but enjoy reading all your entries...you are a great writer and nearly every blog you have me laughing out loud! :)
Thanks, Krystal. I'm impressed that you're awake and able to read blogs! I'm pretty sure it took me 6 months after babies to get to that point!
I do leave the occasional comment on your blog, don't I? Maybe too much time has passed. I will do better.
We have a gift for Noah that we have been meaning to send. Soon, I promise!
hi
Oh please, do the roman a clef. I'm dying to see how the foreign exchange student from the sub-continent turns out. Is Cleveland a foreign country?
The delightful college section where overeducated twits sit around playing cribbage has got to be the heart of the book. Er, that was before you time, I guess. Still, I'm sure everyone would be riveted by that hand where I laid down 17 points and the knobs before we even counted. Greatest cribbage comeback in the annals of cribbagedom. Said annals having been written by me.
I'm afraid that any college anecdote involving you would involve underpants. And my readers have suggested (via the poll) that underwear is not their favorite topic. ;)
The cribbage thing is definitely before my time. But I'm so glad that you have a "Glory Days" story. Everyone needs one of those.
I'm glad you're back. When will you be updating your own blog?
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