Good day and thank you for reading at least this post…if not more? 😀
Activity-wise, in June 2019 I posted six times and that has been one of my more busy posting months. Since then, a span of 121 days (through today), I have posted less than a half dozen times. It is not for a lack of wanting to that is for sure. There have been at least two dozen times where I had an idea or partially formed concept flash across my brain only to have it wither on the imaginary vine and eventually blow away like smoke into the creative mist. Drats!
Often times I include a riddle in my post titles to try to see if my readers can step through some logically illogical process to determine the genesis of my idea/inspiration. Today’s title along with it’s flavoring comes to me/you/us by the way of statistics.
The last time (month) I had this many visitors/readers to my blog was in April 2018. That’s like 18 months ago! In that particular month I posted six times. So far this month, before today, I had posted zero times. For the entire year of 2018 I posted 108 times! In the first six months of this year (prior to my heart attack in early July), I had only posted 19 times. With the year quickly draining away, there is minimal chance that I will be able to eclipse the 100 post threshold. If you would have asked me at the beginning of the year if I could’ve surpassed 100 posts for the year, I would have said it would be a cake walk. Alas, as we sit here today – no dice.
Just for giggles, let me throw out a few other silly numbers. My lowest monthly total of visitors/readers occurred in November 2014 (71). Inversely, my highest number of monthly visitors/readers happened in August 2016 (529). In my first year blogging (2013), I had a total of 333 views. I expect to eclipse that number for the month of October alone by noon tomorrow. But we shall see.
Everyone who comes here and scrolls through my posts and stays for a read or two – I thank you! Have a great last few days here in October!
Every so often I like to grab a snapshot of the random images that have accumulated on my computer desktop and post them on here. The purpose is two-fold:
One, I get to use the collage feature. And two, by posting these random and unrelated picture, I want to try to make my readers venture a guess as to why I was looking at/downloading each photo. So with that put out into our universe…let’s go!
Everyone have a spooky and ghoulish good week! Blah Blah Blah! (said in the voice of an old-time Count Dracula!)
For those of you who read my blog from time to time, you may recall I applied once to become a contributor to Cards Against Humanity. Alas I was not selected to join their twisted ranks. But undaunted I once again hop into the fray! This time I have applied to become a paid FRIENDS binge watcher! I already watch the show during the week at work and at home for free so why not try to make a little $$$ in the process? BING! Below is the link to the job application and under that is my response to the mandatory essay question they asked. Hope you find it intriguing or maybe at least logical. Enjoy.
Today marks 32 days since I had my ill-timed heart attack in Sherwood, Arkansas (is there really a good time to have a heart attack?). Furthermore, it has been thirty days from my hospital release date. In many ways it seems like a long time since then and in the same vein it feels like only yesterday. Sometimes, depending on how a fall asleep, I wake up and feel like the IV’s are still in the crook of each arm but then I move and the sensation dissipates. Starting with the moment I was lifted up into that ambulance, then continuing through coming back home and meeting with the local doctors (cardiologists, thyroid doctors, etc.), I have intently listened to what they have told me I need to do. In the context of their medical recommendations and strategies to put me on the path to returning to normalcy, I have also been doing some figurative cosmic math. Continue reading “Adulting with softball crossover (HIPPA release included)”→
I’ll let that sink in for a second. I said hello for the first time this month in blog form. For those who may not know, I suffered a heart attack on July 5, 2019 around the time of 8 pm CST. The event started to unfold towards the end of a tournament softball game being held at Dupree Park in Jacksonville, Arkansas under the Busch Classic banner.
Good day! Today is Monday and below is a breakdown of the hits so far this month on my blog. During the height of my blog’s momentum a few years ago, I was getting around 400+ views a month. As my monthly entries have fallen off, so too has the volume of web traffic. Of the countries on this list, I’ve only visited one of them…but it would be nice to aspire to set foot on the soil of a few more of these. #DareToDream
I know the title sounds like I am wrapping up a movie or an epic HBO series but in reality, I’m talking about the output (quantity) of posts for my blog. So far this year of 2019 I have produced 16 posts (not including this one). By comparison, last year in June alone I posted 14 times!
It seems, at least to me, that just about every year I am writing a blog piece about the local flood waters here in Missouri. There would be a certain contingent who would simply shout, “Just move away already!” OK fair enough but I’m not actually in a flood plain and where I live is above the critically afflicted. How the flood waters affect me is more superficial than anything. A few of the most convenience routes are under water causing me to seek alternative roads that may take a little longer to traverse. There are other people, some known, some unknown who are directly affected and displaced or facing total loss of possessions that are in more peril than myself and could use the relief. Continue reading “Flood Waters 2019”→
As a long suffering Indians fan, I am here to put my spin on the start to the season and my brutally honest assessment of my team’s chances in 2019. Today is April 1st…April Fools Day and as of this morning, the Cleveland Indians are in last place in their division sitting at 1 win and 2 losses. The silver lining is that the season is just begun and the team is only a game out of first place. Continue reading “Waaay to early panic bus edition of Cleveland Indians Baseball 2019”→
Good morning…relatively speaking. The build up of anticipation and stress to set up and get my podcast interview with Michele Smith to go smoothly came and went. I navigated the normal work day and made a side trip to acquire a data cable to attach my iPhone XR to the speaker successfully. I arrived home after work and tested the setup for about 20 minutes to make sure everything seemed correct and viable with no issues. With the exception of the blue tooth function with the speaker disconnecting, everything else seemed OK. To circumvent this, I simply plugged in the data cord from the speaker to the iPhone and it worked like a charm.
With the testing and troubleshooting done, I recorded the interview pre-amble and sent Michele a text message to call me when she was ready. She responded that she would call in a few minutes and all that was left to do was wait. After a brief few minutes, Michele Smith calling popped up on my phone! We spoke for a minute or two to get acquainted as this was literally the first time I was talking to her. With my adrenaline flowing, we were now set to record!
It is a certain time this morning but I swear it feels an hour earlier! (crickets)
This joke went over about as well as the one I made when dropping off the child at school latchkey this morning. Perhaps the extra earliness took away from the joke’s zing or perhaps it just wasn’t that funny, it matters not! We as a nation should feel outraged that collectively we were robbed of another hour! Stop taking our hours away!
I acknowledge that this practice of adding & subtracting sixty minutes twice annually was to somehow benefit the farming community (although I do not see how) but it is antiquated and should be discontinued! Moving the sunrise up and the sunset up in the short term changes nothing. The amount of work the farmers do is still the same! The rest of us poor schleps have to mentally deal with knowing that we are up an hour earlier with no real benefit. It’s madness I tell you!
OK it’s mostly just whining. This whole moving the clocks/time an hour does nothing to improve my status as a non-morning person. In fact, it probably cements it even more to the extent that I’m less of an early afternoon person based on my internal clock settings.
Moving forward (pun intended), write your global congressmen and women and demand an end to this silly practice of manipulating the clocks! We need every single hour in my estimation!
Everyone have a great Monday (as possible anyway) and talk to you soon!