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Happy First Anniversary, Blog

Today is a special day. Exactly one year ago today, I first decided I'd see what this new blog craze was about by starting up one of my own. I figured I'd play around with it for a few weeks before losing interest, but somehow, surprisingly, I stuck with it. I don't usually follow through with anything, so this is a big deal. One whole year of blogging; one year distilled and digitized for posterity. Consider it my little gift to the world, and to myself. It's quite gratifying to look back over my various posts and remember the events of the last year. It's our first year anniversary, and my blog and I are still in our honeymoon phase.

In the last year, I submitted exactly 100 posts to the blog. Many of them were really crappy, frankly. Some were simply filler material, some attempted to be profound and were only tedious, and some served merely as means to vent any emotion I felt like venting. On rare occasions, however, I actually wrote something that I thought was interesting for one reason for another. I've reviewed all my previous posts and picked ten that, at the moment anyway, I particularly liked or thought were noteworthy in some way. Ask me in a week and the list would probably change. But, anyway, in case any of you missed one of these classics, here they are:

Top Ten Posts of My First Year of Blogging (in chronological order):

1.Battle on the Homefront - May 31, 2005
2.Trials of the English Major – June 19, 2005
3. Childhood Obsession & the Digitized Pilgrimage – June 27, 2005
4.Aboard the USS Imagination – July 31, 2005
5.Coming of Age in an Age of Simulacrum – September 10, 2005
6.God Bless Us, Every One – December 9, 2005
7.“Thus goes everyone into the world but I...” - December 19, 2005
8.What's in a face? - December 29, 2005
9.Job Openings #1 – March 1, 2006
10.An Open Letter – April 4, 2006

As I look over this list I find that many of the posts I like best had similar themes in common. Most of them are about trying to adjust to the adult world without losing the wonder of childhood. I guess this was a year in which I was thinking a lot about growing up. It's about time.

Well, enjoy! I look forward to another productive year in blog-land.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Happy First Year, matt and matthaws.blogspot.com! I hope your next year is just as wonderful! SJ
5/18/2006 8:33 AM
Anonymous said…
Congrats, Matt! What's the standard gift for a first year anniversary? Paper? Go buy yourself a pad of loose leaf and consider yourself a lucky man. You and your blog still look great together, and I hope you continue to.
5/18/2006 10:05 PM
Anonymous said…
Three cheers, Matthias, for your sensitive, thoughtful, genuine, unsullied, childlike wonder of an approach to this thing we call life.

Long live the JLAW.
5/19/2006 1:38 AM
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