Mon. Jul 16, 2007
Seven. No, I’m not the seventh son born on the seventh day (I’m actually the first born on the twentieth, which has no rhythym, so it must be “authentic” white boy blues).
And no, I don’t mean the Seven Deadly Sins.
Or maybe I do. Maybe it’s the unwritten eighth sin (unwritten, because it had to be “published”).
Though this domain went online over eleven and a half years ago (!?!), I started blogging seven years ago today. I believe Blogger had about 19,000 users in July of 2000. Now there’s tens of millions of bloggers, using Blogger, Movable Type, Textpattern, Wordpress, Live Journal, MySpace, and countless other means to publish online.
I’ve seem ‘em come. I’ve seen ‘em go. Mostly I’ve seen ‘em go. My “peers” from six or seven years ago who are still at it today are few and far between. The place is overrun with young whippersnappers who think they invented da hole thang.
You kids get outta my yard.