Traffic's up, thanks again to Nance, who has way too much power over the hearts and minds of her readers, if you ask me. She must be stopped!
And also thanks to Eric Zorn, who's sent a bunch of you here today. I'm very grateful to Eric, even though he does call my habit of referring to Mrs Mannion as the blonde "moronic."
As I wrote to him, I have a few things to say in my defense.
1. I am a moron.
2. Referring to the blonde as the blonde is probably the least moronic of the many moronic things I have written and will write here.
3. As Eric points out, the late great Mike Royko also referred to his wife as the blonde, and although I wasn't consciously copying him, since that's the only way I am at all like Royko, I'm clinging to it.
4. The blonde herself thinks it's charming.
No matter. I'm glad to be linked to by Eric. I like Eric's blog. I like Eric's column. I like the paper he works for. I like the city he lives in. I like everything about the guy.
Except his barber.
Anyway, if you came here from Eric's site I hope you'll go check out Nance's place after you've looked around here. And if you came here from Nance's place, you should visit Eric when you're done.
The blogosphere is one big block party, isn't it?
Probably the first thing those of you who are first time visitors noticed about the site is that it's not a blog. I've been at this for going on three months now and I keep telling myself I need to do more blog type things. Write shorter posts. Write more posts. Link more. Talk dirty. Blog about sex more often. All the things that the inestimable tony pierce recommends. But so far the results have been like all my other efforts at self-reformation.
I like to think of my operation here as being something of a one man newspaper or magazine. I've always believed that if I'd been alive in Colonial days I'd have been somebody like Ben Franklin's brother, writing, editing, printing, and distributing my broadsheet, filling it up with news, gossip, human interest pieces, poems, satires, and doing my best not to mind that my kid brother was showing me up every week with that Poor Richard stuff of his.
If you came over from Eric's site, the post you landed on is pretty typical of what goes on here. If you're a glutton for punishment and want to see more samples go over to the right hand side of your screen and try out my recent posts and my past posts (under the heading Re-runs) or browse through the various categories.
And if you came here hoping to find a really good blog, try any of the links on my blog rolls. I'm especially recomending Majikthise and Neogaidaros of late. But I like them all.
So, again, welcome. And let me say to all of you Chicagoans who're dropping by, I love your town. I love the way it toddles. I love its broad shoulders. I love its pizza. I love Carson's Ribs and if you happen to be stopping in there sometime soon, remember that episode of MASH where Hawkeye sends all the way to Chicago for some ribs?
Only, please, don't forget the cole slaw.
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