Holy Crap...

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Guess what I just did? I missed my own blog's two-year anniversary, which was yesterday. For some reason, I thought the anniversary was on the 21st, and my plan had been to use the opportunity to write-up Allen Barron's Blast of Silence, as that's the film that gave this blog its name. Obviously, I could still do that, but the frickin' anniversary was yesterday, and that realization has made me feel all out sorts. I know -- boo hoo. But I honestly like kind of a punk now, and I don't want to half-ass a Blast of Silence review just so I can say I was only one day late.

So what do I do now? I don't know. You're supposed to do something special for your blog anniversary -- I think the second is the "sarcasm" anniversary -- and I completely spaced. And my ambitions were so out-sized, too: Blast of Silence, pizza, Citizen Kane-esque dancing girls.

Welp. Happy anniversary to me, I guess. It might well have been interesting, had I remembered.

UPDATE: Ah, I'll probably still do it. Write up Blast of Silence, that is. Look for it tomorrow, or something.

Well How Do You Like That? It's My Anniversary

Earlier today, the thought popped into my head, "Hey. Didn't you start this blog last August?" Figuring I'd missed my own anniversary, I went and checked my archives, and unless you count the test post I put up on Aug. 15, 2008, which I'm not inclined to do, The Kind of Face You Hate officially got rolling on Aug. 19, 2008.
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Apart from the fact that this strongly suggests that Nostredamus was right when he said "...Webbe Logge Aniversarees shalle bee rememberèd on thee verie Daye oƒ theire Cellebration; and thee Eagel shalle rise to thee Touer and bringe with it Great Boughes on which thee Horsès maye Feaste", this sudden realization also provides me with the opportunity to reminisce. About what, I'm at a loss to say. Things I've posted, I suppose, but shit, you know where the archives are. Just click on those.

The other day, Arbogast celebrated his second anniversary, and informed his readers that he's written some 800 posts. This post you're reading now is number 216, which means I'm writing at roughly one-fourth the rate Arbogast is. How I stack up to Ed Howard, I don't even want to think about. Yet, even with that sense of failure now firmly embedded in my skull, I'm tempted to take this unexpected anniversary as an exuse to slack off for a few days. Oh, I might put up a picture here and there, just to keep the wheels greased, but otherwise, I think I'm taking the next few days off. Probably.

In the meantime, I want to thank everybody who has encouraged and supported me for the past year, and has made this whole endeavor so worthwhile, and so much fun. I'm talking about you, Arbogast, Ed Howard, Greg, Rick, Fox, Marilyn, Brian, Pat Piper, Pat Perry, Bob Turnbull, Glenn Kenny, Dennis Cozzalio, Ryan Kelly, Neil Sarver, Kevin J. Olson, and Tom Carson!

Also, I still think the best thing about this entire blog is its name, and the banner that goes with it, said banner having been designed by Greg. So thanks again for that one, Greg.

And now, the pay-off...

Because it's my blog, damn it.