But you can find us here: http://forthebirdsblog.com
Cheers!
But you can find us here: http://forthebirdsblog.com
Cheers!
A few weeks ago For the Birds celebrated it's one year mark -- picture me sitting at the keyboard with a party hat on....vodka bottle rolling on the floor... silly string still stuck to the monitor.. I mentioned in my post that FTB has built a following with over 20,000 site visitors. This is a rough estimate, because -- come on, really. You don't think that I actually believe that 20,000+ of you are out there reading these almost daily observations... And thanks to all of the lovely comments that I received pointing this out. Side note, I am not that BOARING Ms. Kelly from Kentucky -- and although you don't know how to spell, I might have better things to do with my time but I choose to do this -- and if it's just not that interesting to you -- then STOP visiting. But, keep checking in if you must, I am into all things that depreciate.
So, getting to the point, I do know -- thanks to those smart heads over at Feed Burner, that we do have a factual regular readership of 25 concrete, real-live people. That's right - a lovely and lucky 25. And to you I am calling out. In the next few days the following will be happening:
Year one has passed!
I began publishing For the Birds on this date circa 2008—wow oh wow have things changed since. Initially, For the Birds was to be a marketing tool for Breakwater Design Studio, and although it does serve that purpose, FTB has also opened up whole new worlds for me... Writing and Internet Social Media. Once shunned—Facebook and Twitter are now common tools that promote, engage... Once feared, writing a very public diary of almost daily observations has given me a personal boost that I never could have imagined... Sharing accounts with readers who then become friends with common interests and concerns... And then my favorite -- sharing our lives with existing friends and family scattered all over the world. In short, connections have become a way of life and For the Birds has allowed my family and I to have a mini piece of the pie—actively participating on an almost daily basis.
So, I guess that I need to thank me for jumping into a way of life that I never knew possible... but -- as I take my place at the podium to accept the award for 2009 Ego of the Year—I really thank all the readers... to date a shocking 23,247—even those that hit the website and went "what the f is this" and x'd the browser out... I have kept my word and emailed everyone back that has commented—and I have kept most comments private... knowing that privacy is still a major player in the evolution of For the Birds.
On another note, I really want to acknowledge a few other blogs out there that have given me the courage to share in this open forum... In no particular order:
Dooce
Mighty Girl
Suburban Bliss
Gotham Gal
Designing Moms
I don't think that any of these authors are aware of me or how much they have influenced... If they were aware—I'm sure that restraining orders would be issued. At any rate, I read their posts with the hope that someday FTB will boast it's own URL (damn you—you evil birders at forthebirds.com) and claim a regular readership. Until that day—keep stopping by—I promise generous helpings of almost daily observations... blood, sweat, tears all mixed with a fine selection of mundane tribulations.
PS. If you want to hear me talk more (The floodgates! Typepad you're killing me!)—visit me at Twitter.
Towards the end of April, there was a segment was on the news about Slow Down London. A group of people... with time on their hands, decided to walk as slow as possible across Waterloo. This "Big Slow Walk" was in an effort to get people to slow down—take a while to circumvent and relish. It was hilarious. Not only did the crazy Londoners look like a bunch of you-know-whats... walking heel to toe as slow as possible—like zombies.. But they were really ticking off everyone else... you know, the normal people that were trying to busily cross the bridge. People were speeding by in cars shouting to speed up—throwing things at the zombies.. Craziness. I laughed and laughed... shook my head—but I didn't miss the point (as I ran off to do 12 things at once). You can see for yourself, here.
Now, a few months later... as people seem to be very busy doing ... well, very little, I found myself infuriated by just that... Busy accomplishing nothing. Twittering about. The thing is that if we all stay slowed down, nothing much is going to be accomplished... and although it is nice to stop and smell the roses—breathe in the salt encrusted air... don't we all have to lift ourselves out of the monotony and move on?
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In honor of the fact that I just signed into facebook—and all of the people that are listed as my friends were on the website at the same time—facebook is now a category. I fear that twitter is closely following.
Something has been lost in the creation of these worldwide networks of people that want others to know what they are doing RIGHT now... no.. NOW...ok.. NOW.
I am not entirely happy about this...
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