So, Monday was the Tenth Anniversary of the Grand Opening of The Mannionville Feed and Grain Emporium, Psychic Readings, and Famous Actors Acting Studio.
Or yesterday was.
Thing is, I don’t remember the exact date when I told the apprentices to take down the shutters and hang the Open for Business sign in the window. I’d always had it my head that it was September 14, 2004, but it turns out I published my first two posts the day before. But those were tests to see how the blog would look and not only do I not count them, I didn’t even remember them until I checked the archives today. The post I’d remembered as my first post posted on the 15th! The post that went up on the 14th, the first of many rants against George W. Bush, I’d remembered as having been my third or fourth post. It was a full-fledged post not a test, but I don’t like it! It was a typical piece of Bush Bashing of the time, psychoanalyzing W’s character and trying to prove he was a bad, bad man, instead of focusing on his mistakes and screw-ups and just showing how he was a bad, bad President.
I don’t want to commemorate that one.
But then the question is: Do I celebrate the day I built the blog, the 13th, the day I published my first real post, the 14th, or the day I posted the first post I liked well-enough to think I might be onto something with this blogging business, the 15th?
And then there’s this.
After I built the blog, having finally given in to the urgings of old pal and ur-blogger Nancy Nall (Nance was already a popular presence on what was still called with awe and affection the World Wide Web back when blogs were called, well, a lot of things except blogs), I didn’t want to let anyone know I’d started the darn thing until I had at least a week’s worth of posts ready to go. Checking the archives, I found that either I got impatient and told Nance the front doors were open or Nance decided I was shilly-shallying and linked to me, sending her readers my way, without waiting for the all clear on September 17th or 18th. Either way, either date, the 18th’s when I got my first comment. Which I suppose would make this my first sale…er…post, A World of Gods and Monsters.
After long and careful thought, I’ve come to a conclusion.
The exact date doesn’t matter.
Sometime this week I started or will be starting my 11th year of this, and I’ve got a few things to say about that in posts that’ll go up over the next couple of days, including a great big long list of thank yous to the many bloggers who gave me a boost at the start and have kept me going ever since. But I’m starting with this, a thank you to all of who read the blog!
Folks who know me offline can tell you that what I’m about to type is one of the highest praises I can give. They’ll also tell you I really talk this way.
You’re all swell!
I’m posting the post I would like to remember as my first post below.
And, yep, the little boy in the third photo with his fingers in his ears is the now six-foot-three college man Ken Mannion.
Ten years. Ten years.