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State of the Blog


(transcript of live address 1/30/06)
sergeant-at-Arms: All rise, the honorable (at least, I try to be) Big Melon.

Please be seated. This is my first State of the Blog address. You might have noticed some improvements around here, the big 487 number and odd text has been removed from the above banner (sweet huh?). My blog has grown to a daily thing.

The question I get most often is why? Honestly, hearing that I make someone smile, chuckle or the occasional "did I just pee my pants?" check, is really all I do it for. That and if I can rattle one of you with my wit, fantastic. To know you are out there and are having some reaction (whether or not that reaction is contagious) to my thoughts is all I seek.

Time? Really 10 minutes max. I try to spread it out but not plan ahead. That is cool spontaneous thing for me. I go back and read them a week later and laugh my tuckus off, so I amend question one, it is for me too.

What about research and facts? I've never been a fan. "Facts" have no place here, just as they don't in real life (same goes for spelling). I strongly believe there are few easy issues and many sides to simple stories. I think my stories are far more interesting than the truth.

What about privacy issues? I think there are too many secrets in the world, in families (mine in particular). However, I chose not to make this a public searchable thing. You are here cause you were invited or through word of mouth. I trust you, kinda, sorta, not like hey, take my car, but you get the idea...

Did you know you can click on most of the images here and get bigger ones? It is fun, try it.

Sadly, all these twisted ideas are mine, all mine! And to amend my first answer for the second time, I need a creative outlet (my current position is becoming less and less every hour) so this meets that need.

And for the last amendment to question one, I do this for Melissa (and world peace, but that is another blog) Melissa is really busy at work and rarely responds to my emails or calls, so I do this to make her laugh (really my biggest goal in life - I even think she gets most of this stuff).

In conclusion: continue to follow me down the rabbit hole and I'll keep coming up with something rediculous.. I'll close with the immortal words of Socrates who uttered, "I drank what??"

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