The oldest restored post from my archives is dated July 22, 1997 so I’m declaring this my blog’s birthday.
I hate the word blogiversary.
After littering my drafts file with post ideas for today, I scrapped them all and decided this: you’re going to get a present.
Not all of you, one of you.
A few of you.
Not sure how many yet.
Leave me a comment with an actual email address I can reach you at (no one else will be able to see it) and FRIDAY I will devise some arbitrary scheme for selecting winners.
update: you have until 5 p.m. EST to leave a comment on this post that will make you eligible for strange and exotic prizes.
The prizes will be groovy, but I’m not going to post pictures here because the contents of each prize might change slightly depending on where I need to ship them.
Then, you can spend the rest of your day celebrating any old way you wish.
Not sure how to celebrate? Start with a how-to video on proper Opossum pedicure techniques from our old friend M.E. Pearl:
I’m not sure if opossums should be pets. Or if you should give them pedicures. I am sure it’s an excellent video to start your day with. Don’t end your day with this video – that way lies nightmares.
If you want to get really crazy, you can encourage all your friends to like my facebook fan page, because facebook popularity plays some arbitrary role in whether a publisher wishes to publish me in dead-tree form.
And what could be more appropriate on a 16th birthday than some angst about popularity?