4 years later…
Today marks my MySpace.com profile’s 4th birthday; which means I’m a big dork. I’ll admit, I take a guilty and geeky pleasure in seeing new members who are member number 200 million (and change) and knowing I’m member number 94,528. That’s a hell of a thing. To me. Shut up.
While we’re talking about numbers, here’s some more that I’ve noticed — this week since I posted the “New Haircut” video, my blog went over 10 thousand views, and in that time over 400 comments were left and I’ve earned 193 kudos. MySpace doesn’t show how many people have viewed your profile anymore, so lets just say that’s a million or two. It could happen. Shut up.
[Edit: I found it -- 17,617 views]
This of course means you all overwhelmingly appreciate my geekiness, and more directly, give in to my constant fiending for validation through the magic of blog comments. So now, 4 years after I noticed it’d been 3 years since Jesus didn’t come back and kill us all at midnight, January 1, 2000, I reflect on the past.
OK, done reflecting.
I still think there’s a conspiracy between human females and chickens, and I’m still paranoid enough to think the depressed squirrel on my front porch (I’ll edit and post pictures later tonight) is actually spying on me and reporting back to his superiors. Because of my jubilation brought on by you, my blog viewers and fair-weathered commenters, the great squirrel revolution will be neutralized quite easily. My very intentional actions under the squirrel-spy’s observation will lead him (or her, but probably him) to report back to his squirrel-periors that all humans stay inside their houses unless they come outside in their pajamas to sit on the front steps and smoke.
So thanks for reading, oh my brothers, and when fuzzynuts shows up at your front door, ready to conquer pajama-clad smokers and you punt him across the street, you know who to thank. And if you don’t, then I’m telling you, it’s me.
There totally could be a squirrel uprising. I mean… you know. Squirrels. More dangerous than zombies. Do you have a zombie plan? Maybe you need a squirrel plan too. Shut up.