Not that there are ever any guarantees in life, but my blog was able to accomplish that feat and trust me, there were no guarantees that it could or would accomplish this feat.
But it did.
Yes my blogging friends, sometime during the morning of September 28th in the Year of Our Lord, 2009, my two and a half year old blog received its 500,000th hit/view. Now, three-fourths of that number might actually consist of family and friends checking in on my drivel multiple times a day and I should also mention that in Wordpress’ individual stats counter, I’m not sure there exists a differentiation between hits and unique views (whatever those are), but I refuse to quibble with technicalities.
I will accept this milestone with the same grace with which I used to welcome monthly cramps.
But let’s start at the start, shall we?
My initial reasons for starting this oeuvre were many. In the beginning, I didn’t know what a blog was, much less it’s intricacies until a friend insisted that she felt certain my starting one would be life altering in some degree. A few days later, still unsure of what this blogging nonsense was all about, I can remember sitting at my desk fighting what writer’s hate the most–the tyranny of the blank screen–and I was suddenly reminded of my childhood in Small Town South Central Texas, USA.
I had always been fascinated with Hollywood and performing. As a child, I would watch Shirley Temple movies insisting throughout every pouty dance routine with all those old cats, “Hey, I can do that, too!”; same thing with the performance of that youngest Von Trapp chick on “The Sound of Music” I’ve always wanted to be an actress–even en utero–and did my damnedest to get discovered. I used to put LP of movie and Broadway soundtracks on our record player and sing and dance in the living room which was fronted with a HUGE plate glass window that faced the street. I was convinced that some big- time, cigar chomping “I Love Lucy-esque” Hollywood agent type just might be driving by, see me perform and hear me sing and smell solid gold.
Yeah, like sleepy little Karnes City, Texas was a veritable beehive of Hollywood glitz and star power back in the early 60’s.
Perhaps, that’s why I started this blog way back in early April 2007. I wanted to be discovered. Besides, I was desperately unemployed at the time (Gee, that’s a tune I still hum) and needed a creative outlet. It has served as that. Professionally? Well, Judith Regan has yet to comment on any of my posts and Simon and Schuster have yet to offer me a sweet book deal with an advance that would put hair on my chest, but that’s OK. I’ve been “discovered” by some of the best readers on the planet. I have met some tremendous people and have made friends for life. The relationships I have with these people are worth any book deal.
Unless of course, a book deal has strings attached and to those strings are attached a lot of green and white photos of dead presidents which used to be completely negotiable in almost every country.
Even so, I have you to thank, so thank you from the bottom of my enlarged heart. YOU made this achievement possible and I am humbled and indebted to your devotion and frequent clicks to my blog.
Stay with me, please. I promise to produce more strange and obnoxious stuff. You have my word–you will be amused.
Let’s strive for world peace, an end to global hunger and that my blog reaches a million hits by April 22nd, 2011.
Thanks again and to show my appreciation, I’ll leave you with two of my very favorite videos in the world. They’re classics.
This next video still makes me belly laugh out loud. I guess its due partly to all the laughter, especially one of the anchor’s contagiously raspy smoker’s chuckle. Hearing it is funny.
Well, that and the fact that this is a video of a really young and thin model publically falling on her ass.