One year ago, I started this little part of the internet on blogspot. It was a place for me to write down what I felt like without a care in the world. In May it became the site as you see today. With a funky domain name and photos of smiling children and puppies. (Note to self. Find photos of smiling children and puppies). Since May when I started using the current tracking code, the site has had in excess of 17000 unique hits (most of them me using as many IP addresses as I can) from 132 countries (I travel a lot) and a couple of thousand comments have been posted (again, mostly be me because I am so lonely).
As time went on, I tried to make as much unique material as possible and on reading back, there was some real weird stuff going on.
I read somewhere that the average blog lasts 6 months before the writer becomes bored and gives it up, or at least starts posting less and less until the death rattle of an inactive login is heard like a mouse farting in the woods. Of course, I put average in italics because this site is anything but average. I can only of dreamt that it would hit that kind of level of impressiveness. Instead it managed to stay in the doldrums of needing a special amount of therapy before you can enter.
At 6 months and again at 9 months I hit that phase of thinking about giving it up. It seems that it goes in 3 monthly cycles! Here we are 3 months later.
I quit. I have had enough. No more. Game over. Do NOT insert 50p to continue.
Some things take up a lot of my time and use a lot of my effort. Therefore it is time to stop it. I just can’t carry on. So for me, as of today I will no longer skydive naked without a parachute as part of the Royal Lemmings Anti-Parachuting Society. If people want to see me jump out of an aeroplane naked, they will have to be disappointed. It makes my fun department shrink because of the cold, and people laugh at the man with women’s parts floating (like a missile) down to earth without a parachute attached to him. I can no longer do it.
Sorry…kind of went off at a tangent there. Where was I? Oh yes. This site.
This site will carry on as it is now. I will post as and when I can and try to keep you as entertained as is possible considering all the personal trauma I have going on in my private life at the moment. For instance, I currently have man flu. I am sooooo ill. I have a sore throat and my nose is like a leaky dam. You women have NO idea just how ill we get. I have decided it is worse for us as we are strong masculine types (well, some of us…some of us barely get by being called a man. That’ll be me then.) And because we are so impressively hard, the virus tries harder and we are more ill.
For my readers who comment, I thank you for sticking your thoughts down on the posts for me to read and joining in the conversations that occur after the post.
For those that visit daily/weekly/monthly but do not comment through fear of showing you are funnier than I am, again, thank you for taking the time to let my words abuse your eyes.
So here is to the next year and hopefully many more. I want to say that I have some awesome ideas for the site coming up.
But I don’t.
It will move along the same as it has up until now. As new things come along, I will work with them. If you think that there is something that you think would be suited to the site that you think I could do, then speak up. At the end of the day, you come back to read this stuff so I must be doing something right. That or you just love looking at a train wreck!
Thanks.
Sy. Age 1.
PS – It is almost Christmas. Do let me know if you want my paypal details to send me vast quantities of cash so I can buy myself wonderful gifts of alcohol. I figure if each reader sends me £1, I can get that £2 beer offer they have on at the moment!
Image of birthday cake filched from Google Images. If it is your photo…damn cool cake! Oh, and if you want me to remove it, I shall…think about it. OK, fine. I will.
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