People who like this sort of thing will find this the sort of thing they like. — Abraham Lincoln
What is it that’s so special about anniversaries that happen to be multiples of five? A twenty-five year wedding anniversary has more rejoice than a twenty-sixth. Winning Super Bowl XLVII will have less importance than Super Bowl XLV. Which means nothing to you, because you don’t remember how to read Roman numerals.
Well, we hear at JakeTeeny.com—and by ‘we,’ I mean my mother and I—don’t believe in such illogical celebrations. We believe that any anniversary should be as important as the others. So today’s post is proud to say that it comes to you as the very only 51st.
Mainly because I miscounted and thought today’s was the 50th.
Today marks the day of my 51st entreaty unto the people of the internet to sit down for three minutes, read the ramblings of an unemployed college graduate, and enjoy in laughter, tears, cheers, and likely beers as you try to make it through all 400 or so words.
But this 51st anniversary got me thinking (besides reminding me that I need a better cataloging system to know how many posts I’ve written). It got me wondering why do I write this blog at all?
I mean let’s be honest. It doesn’t quite have the thousands of commenting fans I anticipated in the beginning. Though, I guess such a thought is similar to driving a used, turquoise minivan and hoping to pick up hundreds of attractive women. (And I learned how unsuccessful that was in high school).
This blog has yet to come up with a solid “theme.” Other than synonyms for blather.
It hasn’t produced any of the literary masterpieces that I intended to accomplish with my posts. Oh, who are we kidding? That one I clearly achieved.
But I suppose, in the end, this blog does give me something to do. Which, considering the alternative—nothing to do—is at least something. Plus, I occasionally write something clever, hear from an old friend, or entertain you for a limited amount of time.
So, essentially, this blog is little more than an elongated facebook status. But a facebook status from a very intelligent friend who’s headed to very incredible places.
So stick around for the ride and you could one day say, “Hey, I knew that famous novelist/screenwriter/psychologist when he was just writing a blog for family and friends.”
Or more likely you’ll say, “Whatever happened to that kid with the funny blog?” And then I’ll hand you your change for your Big Mac.