Most people take note of anniversaries and I am going to do the same. It was just a tad over a year ago that I started this blog. I had recently retired from the defense contracting world (I am still convinced my government customer was directly responsible for climate change due to the excess hot air she regularly blew into the atmosphere). Suddenly I had time on my hands and no real plans. Enter the blog.
I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do with this blog — I’ve never truly wished to accomplish anything in particular in my life — awakening on a daily basis was enough of an accomplishment for me usually. This blog would be my chance to say what was on my mind and maybe be a little silly or simply make someone smile with a stupid story. Stupid things happen to me constantly — why not share them?
In my job at the big bad air force base while imparting information to all the other contractor and government weenies, I frequently wrote a story or told a fairy tale with a bad pun in order to put a little fun in my day. Anything to keep me from running out to the flight line and standing in front of an oncoming plane. That’s how mind-sucking it was working at the cubicle farm.
So here we are. Obviously by now the five of you who read this blog have figured out I really had nothing to say in this post so I fell back on the old “hey, it’s my anniversary” blog.
I know — it only works once.
