With this post this Blog ‘O Mine reaches the age of four. How, I wondered, should this occasion be marked? Let’s go with two things . . .
First, thank you. This would be an awfully lonely enterprise without the many of you who come to read, react and comment. Your feedback and response is one of the things that keeps the fires burning here and I deeply appreciate the time you devote to coming here to read my musings.
I am also kind of proud that I have been at this for four years and have not once had to resort to a rerun. Those more prolific than yours truly and who keep up a punishing schedule of multiple posts a week may be excused for the occasional re-post, but for those of us who publish weekly – well that would just be lazy. Or maybe that is the “Raised By Germans” thing within me doing the talking.
This strikes me as a good time to deal with a second something that I have allowed to get a bit dusty – because it is something that needs dealing with and because I am thin on good ideas for celebrating four years. About a month and a half ago I was among those nominated for The Versatile Blogger Award. This honor came from Annie who blogs at AnnieAsksYou.
The Versatile Blogger Award “was created to celebrate blogs that have unique content, strong writing, and beautiful images or photographs.” As with all things in life, there are rules, which are:
-Thank the person who gave you the award.
-Include a link to their blog.
-Select 7 blogs/bloggers that you’ve recently discovered or follow regularly.
-Nominate those bloggers for the Versatile Blogger Award.
-Finally, tell the person who nominated you 7 things about yourself.
In past years I have kind of ignored these. Although I was always flattered, the idea of nominating multiple other bloggers for an award that required them to nominate multiple others always sort of struck me like those old email chain letters. But this one gnawed at me a bit more than those others.
I think it is because Annie and I have commented multiple times on each others blogs and I have come to see her as a friend (despite the fact that we agree on virtually nothing when it comes to politics and national affairs.) So, here goes:
- Thanks, Annie. It is genuinely flattering that you considered this spot significant enough to recognize as a place that fulfills the award’s criteria. I am honored.
- Her blog can be found here.
- Because of my aversion to the chain letter thing and because I have a deeply ingrained tendency towards being a contrarian, I am not going to individually pick out blogs. But let’s do this. If you are a blogger and if I have ever commented on one of your blog posts (especially if I have commented multiple times) consider yourself nominated. And if you would like a public shoutout, let me know in the comments or privately and I will do so.
- Seven things about myself? Hmmmm. Aside from all the things you know about me from reading this blog, I suppose.
- I love old cars and have an abiding (irrational, some might say) love for the cars and trucks built by the old Studebaker Corporation. We Hoosiers have to stick together.
- I am trying to lose a little weight. I am, therefore, a little grumpy because many of the delicious things that I normally consume without a second thought are either off limits or seriously curtailed. I am, however, down about ten pounds, which alleviates some of the sting. Not a lot of the sting, but some of it.
- I have been very nearsighted for most of my life, so a good pair of glasses has been essential for daily living. I tried contacts for a short time but could not stand to live without nearsightedness’s benefits. Like being able to read little tiny things without a magnifying glass. You know the line where you sign your name on the front of a check? It is actually a microprinted phrase.
- I really miss a world where old men smoked pipes. As a former cigarette smoker, I cannot stand the smell of cigarette smoke. I am mostly neutral on cigar smoke, but pipe smoke is one of the most wonderful smells on earth. Or at least it used to be when there were still old men who smoked pipes. Should I outlive my loving spouse (who refuses to kiss a smoker) I might just take up pipe smoking.
- I once had a summer job in a potato chip factory. There is nothing like eating hot potato chips right out of the fryer.
- Let’s list a big annoyance. Do you walk through large parking lots? Do you sometimes cross the path of a moving vehicle in a large parking lot? This is OK. What is not OK is crossing at an angle as far removed from 90 degrees as it is possible to navigate. In other words, if you are going to cross, then cross. If you are going to walk parallel to the traffic, then do so. But why, for Pete’s sake, is it ever OK to walk a path that will require fifty yards to get from one side of the traffic lane to the other? Grrrrrr.
- I am currently starting to read a book on the history of the Auburn-Cord-Duesenberg automobile company, another of the great Indiana auto manufacturers of yore. I came across it in a used book store and snapped it up. The best part is that it was written by a distant relative, a fascinating person I should do some writing about.
I suppose there might be some blog material out of some of the items above, so this was one more good thing to come from Annie’s thoughtful nomination. It also helped to fill the void caused by a combination of Summer, a looming birthday and an overall lack of writing inspiration as I near the end of a busy week.
I should also take a moment to specifically seek out comments from readers on what are your favorite things to read here (and perhaps what are your least favorite topics). I have been toying with making some changes to the layout so any thoughts you have on how user-friendly the current one is would be great to hear. And if you have been a semi-regular here who has never commented, take a moment and introduce yourself. It is the comments section where community is built and that is my favorite part of this endeavor.
So thanks for reading and I hope to see you again next week.
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