Let’s get this over with, shall we? I’m told I must do the obligatory post Freshly Pressed post, so here it is.
Thank you to everyone who read and commented on the post. I’ve tried to respond to all of the comments and will continue to do so as they come in.
Many of you are here because you are regulars and wouldn’t bat an eye at me if I began writing a post here about wanting to drop kick my two year old son into the next time zone or if I went on a profanity laced tirade about some stupid fucktard in that white pickup truck who almost hit me while I was jogging this morning, yeah you, jerk!!
But, since my most recent post was Freshly Pressed, there are many new followers who are not sure how I roll. They must be addressed at some point, so why not now?
For my non-blogging buddies, Freshly Pressed just means that a recent post was sort of recognized as being something the editors thought was worth sharing on their featured posts page, so it got a lot of reads.
It wasn’t my most viewed post in a single day by far though still, as that was and will probably always be this sad bastard post that went viral a little bit on Facebook. After I wrote that post I was sort of torn between going back to being “funny” or carrying on with my somber writing like some sort of overly dramatic goth teen. In the end, I decided to just write whatever I felt like writing and be done with it. It’s part of the “all trades” theme, right? I’m not having any sort of trouble getting back into the groove after this most recent post, so fear not, I shall post funny soon!
Anyway, new people, thank you for choosing to follow me, but I wanted to come clean that I don’t always write about work related topics. In fact, it’s rare that I do. If police stories are your thing though, then there is a category called, oddly enough, police stories, just for you. Here’s one that I thought had a good chance of being Freshly Pressed after it appeared on the Black Box Warnings site.
I like to write about family, events or strangers that tickle my funny bone or that send me into some dimension of pissed off that’s probably irrational, but are certainly worth writing about. Check out the about page and the cast of characters to help follow along.
I also curse a bit, but I hope it’s not too much cursing for you to handle and certainly it’s never cursing just for the sake of cursing. Does that make any sense? I’m much better than I once was though, and it’s possible that profanity will be weened from my life forever at some point, but that point is not now.
I enjoy comments and will try to always respond to each one individually. I will also make every effort to visit your blog to see what you’re all about. I don’t follow all the blogs I read though, so don’t be offended if I don’t follow yours. If you write posts exclusively about why you think the color green is awesome, I probably won’t follow you, but that doesn’t mean I don’t think you’re a kickass person and appreciate you following me. However, everyone knows blue is the best color.
So with this quick thank you and welcome, I hope to not lose too many of you new followers and to better get to know many of you who do stick around. I consider many of the bloggers I’ve encountered “friends” in some perverse way, even though I’ve never met a single one of them in real life. It’s really been a great experience for me and I’m thankful to my wife for sort of encouraging me to start this blogging nonsense. It’s less nonsense that she has to hear directly from my mouth I guess.
Before I go though, I’d like to thank the following bloggers particularly and I think they’ll know why. Please read them as they are awesome:
- that cynking feeling – learning to live with a great autistic son is hard; share her journey
- a clown on fire – hey, he’s right that every day is fucking magical
- kissmeoutofdesire – she’s Australian and that’s always awesome! If you’re a single man, I think she’s taking applications for suitors too! She’s pretty, but she already has one cat so I’d hurry before she becomes that person with lots of cats…