Today is the one-year anniversary of this blogging experiment.
Can you imagine having gas pains for an entire year?
Blech.
A total of 110 posts, 402 comments and more than 400,000 page views. One post alone has exceeded 24,000 views.
Not that it means much but at least someone's checking-out this nonsense, eh?
Popular favorites are almost anything that has to do with Hunting/Outdoors, Tosa Trivia or the Mayor.
I am awe-struck that such a singularly eclectic sampling of subject matter could be so popular.
Tosans must have a taste for the blood sports, the arcane and the random mayor in a black pantsuit. Go figure.
If I decide to continue this blog I think I shall endeavor to incorporate all three of these elements into one blog posting.
Maybe something along these lines: Which elected Tosa official knows how to field dress a moose?
If the official answers: Yah sure you betcha, I can do that with my eyes closed; then this person can aspire to be one heartbeat away from being leader of the free world.
If the answer is: Ewww. Gross. That's yucky. Shriek! My nails! Well, their political career would be done. Finis.
You'll have to wait to see if I actually do that and what the correct answer is.
Incidentally, when that other young fella running for leader of the free world world hears moose - do you ever wonder if he thinks this. Scary, eh?
Damn, we got some good choices this election cycle. But I digress.
Anyway, I have a small confession to make. I thought about hanging-up my keyboard and calling it quits a while back. For a spell I really felt like packing it in. Maybe it was the brutal winter and post-election doldrums. Who knows. Furthermore, who cares. The feeling passed. At least for now.
Lately it seems I have more to talk about. I honestly believe all of those song birds, flowers and garden therapy had something to do with it.
So, on one hand this would be a good point to recommit to my pitifully modest, but faithful, collection of readers. On the other hand this would be as good a point as any to stop. A natural dead end in the road. Gas Pains - Kaput!
So - I dunno.
Should I continue?
Tom
