A Blog Remodel...A ReBloggel If You Will.


So, it turns out, for reasons unknown to myself, people are actually reading my blog. I know, I know, crazy right? Why would anyone want to read about my life? To inquire after events that flirt with mediocre and mundane, well that's just ludicrous. Trust me, I am just as shocked! Alright, so how do I know this for sure you ask? Well, i put this stupid little hit counter on my page out of innocent curiosity after seeing one on a friends blog, and it has been telling me in the most forward of terms that I am getting way more hits than I had imagined. Who are these people so rudely and blatantly snooping through my life? OK I guess, in a way, I am asking for it by putting myself "out there", you know, on the WEB. Nevertheless, I haven't the slightest clue who they are. And come to think of it, I don't know if I have a preference as to whether they are friends or strangers. And to really beat this already lifeless subject into the ground, I guess in reality, I have no real evidence that these so called "hitters" are really sticking around to read my ramblings or if these are all coincidental stumblings on to a poor attempt of documentation by a borderline virgin blogger.

Even so, whatever it is that is actually happening here, I have decided to make some changes. I, as of today, am going to make a solid effort here, to become a dedicated blogger. I would like to learn the rules of the road. It is odd, but as I have ventured out into blog land I have noticed that blogging can be an art, I have a lot to learn. Apparently...all bloggers aren't angry geeks, who knew?

So what can my "readers" (yes I am still assuming at least a few of you stick around and listen to my BS) expect from me from here on out? Well, I am hoping to simply document my life. I might go ahead and take a storytelling type of approach to keep both me and my "readers" awake while I record the numbing normalcy that is my day to day. I think it is safe to say my "readers" can also expect: far too many photos, shared inspirations, quality quotes, a few drunken dissertations and a front row seat to all of wholesome fun that follows me from town to town. Intrigued? Who wouldn't be?

I know you are all just chomping at the bits for more, unfortunately this is it for tonight. Don't worry, you can shut your mouths baby birds, Ill feed you again tomorrow. Goodnight "Readers"


  1. This cracked me up! I found you through 20SB and just started skimming through your posts. I like you! Come see me, I'm not an angry geek!

  2. LOL.

    This cracked me up too! But Chelsea got to it first!

    See what i mean by your entries speak out to people? And with a tool like Google Reader, browsing through past entries is a breeeeeze.

    You (me, most bloggers) write as though you're speaking to us. In the beginning, it might be for yourself but after a while, you'll secretly wish you had "readers" and when u "know" you have readers..... U begin to write more and "speak" more.

    If it's beautifully written BS, anyone would stick around.




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“But it’s hard to stay mad when there’s so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once and it’s too much. My heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst. And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can’t feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life.” — American Beauty