Exactly 7 years ago today, I published the first entry on the old version of this blog. Um, let’s see. Something profound. I got nothing. Other than I think rarely in human history has someone written so much that’s been read by so few and yet the author remains completely full of himself and full of shit. So there. Profound. I think.
Also in my laziness and my appreciation for the scheduling feature on this fancy new blog I added last winter, I wrote this Saturday night. Um, yeah, Wednesday night, we’re probably busy right now with the beans or getting the corn started. Well, not this late at night. I’m probably half asleep and I don’t think I could write anything coherent after all that work I probably did today.
Since I started the Pirates have been 478-654. The Steelers have won two Super Bowls. The Penguins won the Stanley Cup once and lost it. The Chicago Bulls finally returned to the playoffs for the first time since the Jordan era and they luckily got the first pick in the draft. The Iowa Hawkeyes have started this year 9-0, although their basketball team still sucks.
I’ve had a girlfriend or two or three or something. I’ve been dumped once. I’ve had one of those there mutual break ups. And I got just completely ignored. I guess she’s with someone else now. I don’t know.
Of course if you really want to, you could start counting from March 15, 2001. That’s when I started saving all those things I wrote. For about a year before that I wrote something and then deleted it when I wrote something new. So the 9 year anniversary is a few months away, but I don’t count those really old ones. It’s like counting abbreviations in scrabble.
UPDATE: 11:05 PM: I actually was sleeping when this went up. I guess I was tired. Also on my twitter account, I almost correctly predicted the score, but had it backwards on who would win. Fuck.