I've had a couple of complaints from fine friends who are drumming their fingers and eagerly waiting for our grandson’s video. Hey, I don't blame you, I’m waiting, too. Something beyond my control has happened, but I promise to thrill you just as soon as I can.
In the meantime, I’ve eagerly awaited February because I began blogging in Feb ’04. So this month is a blogaversary for me. My first blog site resulted in one of the most entertaining books of the decade, Just Seven Blocks from the Mexican Border, by Paul Nichols (me). When I was pretty much done with that, I opened "Writing from the Hip." To recognize six years of personal blogging, I’m going to post a few early posts for a week or so, or until our grandson’s video gets here.
The first post is the first post ever on this site, and still one of my favorites. I hope you enjoy. And please stay tuned.
Delightful Things That Don't Make a Bit of Sense (December 04)
In alphabetical order...
Baked Alaska.
Blogs. Web logs. Web journals.
Chops sticks. How on earth do little Chinese children learn to use chop sticks? And why? They eat tiny grains of rice and bamboo shoots the size of needles. Oh, by the way: if you don’t want to destroy a bamboo forest by eating with those kind of chop sticks, you can get some nice ivory ones at most fine gift shops.
Chocolate! In Spanish it's pronounced ¡chocolate!
Christmas Eve. It's always the holiest night of the year. We celebrate Jesus' birthday that night, even though he was born Christmas night—24 hours later. How does that work? And did you ever wonder what Jesus got for his other birthdays?
Fast Cars. Yee-Haw!
Getting Even. I know the nastiest responses. I can conjure up the cruelest curses. I can offend you in front of your family. I can publicly embarrass you. My sharp, creative retorts will leave you stiff as week-old pasta. It never fails: about ten minutes after we leave each other, it will all come to me.
Hugging someone outside your normal circle of friends and family.
Jack Lynch’s Guide to Grammar and Style. This place does make sense. Every writer and reader on the planet should bookmark his page. He’s entertaining, too. This is probably my favorite Web site. (Don't roll your eyes...)
Memory. Oh, the things we remember. Oh, the things we don’t remember. Oh, the things we can’t remember.
Rainbows. We can only see a rainbow from this side of it.
Spinning Hubcaps. These things are flat-out pure fun to watch!
Teenagers.
Wedding Receptions. Those really expensive kind with open bars, dance bands and full-blown meals at the swankiest joint in town. Oh, and if they serve Baked Alaska for dessert...
©2004-2010 by Paul Nichols
12 comments:
Happy blogaversary, my friend! And many more to you!
What a great post.
Cas
Happy Blogaversary!
Happy blogiversary, Paul!! Thanks for the link to Lynch's site. Don't know how I missed that before.
Happy blogiversary!
Baked Alaska. Yum, that sounds good!
Look, a new word... blogiversary.... you have to love it!
Happy Blogaversary!
Congratulations to you, Paul!
Loved this post...made me laugh, but you usually do...Happy Blogaversary Paul...CHEERS!
Happy Blogaversary, amigo! I wish you many more years of Blogger bliss. :)
Btw, you're giving me a craving for Baked Alaska again...that's twice now!
Happy blogaversary Paul!
Happy Bloggerthingy.
Hey Paul, we're planning a trip and are going to read your book to each other as we drive. I hope there isn't any chapter that will make me mad. I don't want a speeding ticket.
I guess if we took you along you could sit in the backseat and read then it would be something like renting a talking book. Or not.
Maybe not. Every time we stopped for the night we'd be whispering to each other about what to do with 'the book.'
Hey, these reruns are FUN! I didn't come along until later, so I missed these the first time around.
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