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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.
