In a self-referential, way-meta fashion, this is post #1000.
One thousand posts. Geez.
(Actually, to be totally honest, it’s #1001; I’ve only ever pulled one post, and that was because I said some light-hearted things about someone — who’s become a friend — which might be misconstrued as a criticism of a fine, hard-working man who has a very big… heart, whose heart’s in exactly the right place and he puts that heart out there, time and time again, very publicly, for all the right causes. And don’t ask, seriously.)
So I’m lifting a glass of the last of my 10 year old Bushmill’s single-malt to you as I punch PUBLISH. Thank you all, you readers and commenters and casual visitors, all you regulars and irregulars.
You’re the best, for real.
10 comments
That’s nice. Where’s my fucking glass?
Congrats!
Happy 1000! You don’t look a day over 666
Congrats, B! Here’s to the next 1,000!
Many happy returns!
Sante’!
I don’t know what the appropriate stone/jewel/gift is for
the 1000th blog post (combination platinum/diamond/meteorite from
Saturn) but whatever it is you deserve one.
Here’s looking to reading the next 1000.
Congratulations!
Gosh, you don’t look a day over 900!!
Hooray!
Here’s to thousands more.