Thursday, August 25, 2005

Happy anniversary


It dawned on me this morning (get it...dawned...morning) that August is the one year anniversary of when I started my blog. It was August 4, 2004 at 4:35 p.m. to be exact. And the first thing I wrote was a disclaimer that I wasn't really a rabid Elvis fan. Because when you go around calling yourself Tim-Elvis, people are bound to get the wrong idea.

But I look back on those early blogs and I see that I peaked early. I mean, that's where the Monkey Playing Cymbals got his start (now he has his own blog and doesn't even write me, the sniffling little ingrate that he is). And that's where the Log Blogs began.

Who would have thought that my unread blog would eventually blossom into a major force in the blog world with as many as four regular readers on any given day. Some people would let this kind of unbridled success go to their heads. I, Tim-Elvis, however, remain humble and unchanged. In fact, as is wont with people my age, I find that sometimes I repeat the things I've said before in other blogs. But that is just because they are so fascinating, I know you want to read them again and again.

Anyway, it is been quite the year. Since I began the blog, I got engaged, got married, sold a house, bought a house and grew a beard. And along the way, I've encountered some great people in the blog world that I've grown to think of as friends (albeit generally faceless friends that I'll likely never meet or speak to...except for my nephew R...he's family). Anyway, thanks to Shandi, Lights in the Wake (what kind of name is that anyway...Scottish?) Teri and R. for the support and reading and commenting and sharing your blogs (except for R....he doesn't blog anymore for political reasons).

I just want you all to know that blogging has taught me a great deal about myself as well. I've discovered how obsessive/compulsive and a tad narcisstic I really am. Because I find myself checking my e-mail several times a day to see if anyone has commented on the blog. I also find myself getting aggitated if I log into my favorite blogs and they haven't posted anything new.

Then I quickly get distracted by bright, shiny objects and forget about it.

But I digress.

Anyway, who would have thought that one day I'd be engaged in an activity with a name that sounds like a marathon taking place in the swamps of Louisiana. Here's to the blog world! May we not go the way of the Dot.coms.
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