Dammit! I missed my own Blog-Birthday!
Sigh … Yet another sign of advancing senility.
Not that anyone's remotely interested but the Small Glass Planet was officially two years old last Thursday (7th August).
Two whole years of utter drivel: rants, moans, whinges, spuffle, twattery, swear-fests, Godbothering, boring photographs, boring videos, boring music, twaddle, crap cookery, insults (I'll admit some of those were pretty good), balderdash, piffle, pedantry beyond all reason and general, self-obsessed, opinionated wank.
Including this post, that's seven-hundred and thirty-two (count 'em) chunkettes of all of our lives completely and utterly wasted. Lost to time forever.
Let's say you spend a couple of minutes reading and commenting on each one, that means the more doggedly persistent among you may have wasted a little over twenty-four hours of your lives reading this trash.
That's a whole day gone! Think what you could have done with that time! You won't get it back now, not even if you kept the receipt.
And as for all the time I wasted writing them …
Holy fuck!
I could have done so many more productive things … masturbated myself into a coma, drunk myself into a coma, drugged myself into a coma, watched daytime TV … well, maybe not that last one, but shit; what a totally futile thing blogging is … just filling in time, waiting for death.
Has it made me a better person?
Has it earned me money?
Has it brought me eternal happiness?
Has it got me laid?
Has it fuck!
BASTA!
(Italian's so much more expressive than English when it comes to shouting "Enough!") …
It's time things changed around here.
It's time I stopped all this crap and got myself a life.
Goodbye, Blogville! I'm off down the Mississippi on a raft …
Yeah, right …
Like I'd ever do anything that sensible.
See you tomorrow for more senseless futility.
P.S.
… and a belated Happy Blog-Birthday to my oldest and bestest blog-neighbour, Robyn; two years old last Friday!
P.P.S.
Of course, I could go off on a mawkish sob-fest about how much I owe you guys and your wonderful blogs/comments for keeping me relatively sane these past two years, but that would spoil a perfectly good rant, so I won't.
Blogging?
Bollocks!
20 comments:
happy birthday to the Planet.
Happy Birthday to our not so fragile Small Glass Planet and our lovable Dive without whom many of the rest of us would have absolutely no reason to blog whatsoever. Besides, what's a day. You have enriched us all Mr. ranty pants with your humour, your incredible depth and breadth of knowledge, your downright civility and courtesy and love. I love you and I know that the whole of blogville loves you too.
Thank you, Pea! I feel old.
xx
Hee hee, Mme. Thank you so much.
Ranty pants, yes …
Civility, courtesy and love? Hee hee hee! That's the funniest thing I've heard in a long time.
Happy belated blog birthday, my old pal Dive!!! Don't disappear, but take that raft down the Mississippi. You could blog about the experience, and we could all spend hours and hours reading it.
Wow, two years?! That's real dedication to spuffle, piffle and twaddle! Since I didn't find you until fairly recently, I think I've only wasted about 8 hours of my time on your planet, so I want my fair share of at least 16 more hours of your great music, odd videos, wacky recipes and anything else you can toss up into the ether! I think blogging is a bit odd, but how else can one so easily meet interesting people from around the world, some of them even in person? You get to meet M and Mme Benaut soon, and how would that be possible if you weren't blogging? Ok now I have to go enjoy my day off (I'll be at the Apple store later!) but congrats on two years!!
Wow!!! 24 hours I may have wasted reading this? I never thought of it quite that way, maybe I should reconsider.
Oh what the hell, I'll keep reading and waste more of my sad life.
Hi, Blog-Birthday Girl!
Considering all the trouble Huck had with his trip I think I'll leave Ol' Miss well alone.
Katie: When it comes to spuffle, piffle and twaddle you are speaking to a renowned expert. Feel free to devle in the archives if Berkeley ever has a rainy day; I used to be a lot funnier.
I've also met some odd folk from Blogville already (and some wonderful ones).
Have a great day off! Enjoy the Apple Store (repeat to myself: "I am not jealous, I am not jealous …).
Rich: It is a sad reflection of our lives that we spend so much of them doing this instead of cavorting with loose weemen.
Hey ho.
Uh oh. Look away Alifan. He's at it again. Bahha
CONGRATS DIVE!! I didn't realize it has only been two years. So many posts you've written!! This blogging for you is a most satisfying bit of self expression. It soothes the writer and creator that makes up such a big part you. I think it gives you the expressiveness and social interaction you would otherwise be lacking...on the train. Reading is of course a wonderful way to keep yourself amused. But, blogging is a way to communicate ONE'S OWN thoughts all the while entertaining yourself and countless others.
You must realize by now that I am a huge fan of yours Dive! I think you are an amazingly unique individual. Keep up the happy and not so happy blogging! It's a fabulous outreach! Many blessings to you (whether you accept them or not ;)!!!
In the words of the Wicked Witch of the West "What a world. What a world." :D
happy belated blog birthday, sugar! you know, of course, i can't imagine a day without now! xoxoxo
(you delicious ranty pants sweetheart of a man!) ;-)
Shan, you really are too kind.
Yes, blogging is a sort of self-therapy to stop me killing fellow train passengers. And of course it has brought me into contact with such wonderful people as yourself who help (and entertain) me in so many ways.
Thank you for your blessings, which I accept gratefully and would return them if I were able (maybe by this time next year).
I certainly need them. I'm just home (late) and have to start preparing and catering for tomorrow's Norwich Festival of Cultures. It will be a kitchen frenzy this evening and will keep me up way past bedtime.
I'll post about it later.
Oh, and talking of Alifan, I'll be over at hers on Sunday as it's her birthday on Monday (yays all round)!
Thank you, Savannah. That feeling is more than mutual.
xoxox
Happy Blog Birthday!
I'm glad you're not leaving us for real...I don't know what I'd do withouth my daily dose of Dive.
Huzzah!
Huzzah indeed, Shazza. It's so nice to be a daily dose.
And thanks to you I am sitting here singing MacArthur Park.
Yay!
Catering at Norwich F of C?! This sounds big! Very big! Well, hopefully you are able to get some shut eye before the festivities begin. Can't wait to hear all about it. Tell your mama hi and wish her a happy one for me. She's quite a gal isn't she? Those cheesy logs she made the other day looked delicioso!
Well all I can say after Happy Birthday is - it may be a sad reflection on my life, but i can't think a better way to spend a day than with you!!!
Shan: Cheesy logs? Hee hee hee.
I'll try to take some photos and do a post about it. Right now, though, it is just gone 6AM and I am back in the kitchen. Hey ho.
Jules: Thank you for being so weird.
Neetzy: NASCAR, eh? Fun! We don't have that over here. Our drivers have to learn how to turn right as well as left. Hee hee. Sorry. I'm sure I would enjoy NASCAR if I could ever get to see it. I'm a sucker for motor racing of all kinds.
They say that the definition of waste, is that which won't fit in the mouth.
I've had here, a handful, a mouthful, BUT never a gutsful.
Happy Birthday old son. Long may ye reign !!
You are too kind, Monsieur.
I feel the same way about blogging. There are days when I sit down and sigh like it is a fucking chore or something. Then, I tell myself to STEP AWAY FROM THE COMPUTER.
I do that for about twenty four hours and once again, I begin jonesin' for it.
It does keep me sane. I know this and bow to it.
And the truth is that I like reading blogs more than writing my own these days. I wonder what that is all about...
It does drag you back, doesn't it, Maria?
I sure am glad it drags YOU back! I can't do without my fix of you, Bing and Liv.
The writing jones will return with a vengeance, believe me.
Ooops! We can have a belated bash for you.
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