Showing posts with label historic moments in blogging. Show all posts
Showing posts with label historic moments in blogging. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

By the Way...

This week is my tenth blogiversary.  Ten years!  That's a long time!  Please try to ignore that fact that I've only managed to produce slightly over 1,000 posts in that decade.  At least I've kind of tried for most of that time.

I had planned on doing a Top 10 post list for the anniversary, but it kind of snuck up on me.  I was thinking it was a little later of the month, so it caught me off-guard when I checked this morning.  Kind of like the entire history of this blog.  Oh well.

I will get to that Top Ten list sometime before the end of the year.  Ten years is a lot of posts to go through.  I do feel like I should do something to honor my blogiversary, though.  From now until my birthday (November 4), I'm going to blog in some form or fashion every day.  Call it my anniversary gift to you all.


Tuesday, May 22, 2012

These were actually supposed to be a part of yesterday's post...

Between my dying camera battery and my dying memory (not the camera, computer, or phone's memory--mine), a couple of pics and items didn't make it into the Pictorial Monday Rambles.  G However, they are too wonderful not to include, so I'm going to make Monday Rambles history by turning the first ever Pictorial Monday Rambles into the first ever two part Monday Rambles!  If this weren't a blog, I'd be advising you to double bag this one and save it for twenty years to sell on eBay for big bucks because it is sure to be a collector's item!

So, without further delay, I give you:

Monday Rambles Pictorial Edition, Part Two!

Guess what I found over the weekend while I was out curb-diving during junk set out?



I kid you not.  I never realized there was irony in junking.  I'm going to have to keep this one in my junk sorting and pricing room as a reference manual.  No way I could sell that one.

Also, while I was out wading through people's cast-offs, I stopped for a Diet Dr Pepper, because I was really hot.   I texted Keith, who was home in bed with Kosh about the heat.  He replied back that hot, sticky, muggy curbside picking was what entrepreneurs were supposed to do.  As opposed to him and Kosh, of course.  They're not entrepreneurs and don't have to do sweaty picks.

A few seconds later, he texted me this pic:



Gotta love it.

I'll have more about the whole curb dive experience this go around tomorrow.