I woke up this morning with my cat's face so close, I could feel her breath on my eyelashes.
In other news, did you know Monday's post was my 200th? Yeah, me neither. But to all four of you who follow me, and have stuck around for the ride, thank you.
I started this blog because I'd recently adopted a three-legged puff of hair, and I wanted to do my part to raise awareness about how awesome dogs are, altered mobility or no. I still try to do that with my "Hops in the Right Direction" series, but those are never my most popular posts. That's okay. You're stuck with it.
By far and away, my most popular post has been The Hunger Games and Nazi Germany: Visual Metaphor in the Film and Why It Works. It's the post that got me a call-out from Neil Howe, who's kind of a hero of mine. It's the post that made the first page of a Google search, and it's still the first for the search "Hunger Games Nazi Germany" (because I Google things that might bring up my blog like other people stalk their exes on Facebook). Clearly I posted that on a good day.
I've also posted about a particularly bad day. I forget what made it bad, but the hits on the post sure make me smile now.
I've given fashion advice and dating advice. I've given more unsolicited reading advice than anyone probably ever wanted, but who cares? Ian Beck, author extraordinaire, commented on my review! (Which renders your complaints invalid, by the way.)
AND I gave away free copies of the world's most disturbing pinup calendar. You know. For charity.
All in all, it's been an amazing ride. Thanks for sharing it with me.
Ready for the next leg of this road trip?
(Yes, that was a tripod joke.)
(True: You guys are the best. You're a little strange, but you're my favorite kind of strange.)