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i submitted a photo to passive-aggressive-r-us a few months back when i went on my state tour of savannah, ga and ended up in columbia, sc.

i snapped it on my way to the bathroom at the most excellent restaurant that more candor and hello kitty took me too. the food was absolutely divine and i was looking forward to many more meals there.

(i am told the restaurant is now closed, and i fear it’s b/c i touched the damn thermostat, even though it told me not too. i am usually more obedient than that.)

anyway, pa posted my entry yesterday and i’ve noticed that i have like 384 views today as of right now (according to wordpress), i have to take their word for it b/c i’m not “blog stat” savvy.

when i first started blogging i thought everyone should love me right out of the gate and tell all their friends and family to read it. they’d sit around the dinner table talking about my incredible talent for writing, and wonder what it would be like to be my friend, wonder what kind of perfume i use, and what is my favorite gum.

alas, that didn’t happen and i remembered my purpose for starting my blog, it was to write.

what does that have to do with blog stats?

“i tell you evv-ree-ting”.

there have been three posts in my time as a blogger that sent folks over here in droves.

in fact, one post held the title for an entire year. (i did sit at my kitchen table wondering what it would be like to be friends with them, what kind of perfume they use.)

the next post, was about a poem that i fell in love with written by eric anderson. originally published in the sun magazine. i asked permission to re-post it on this blog b/c it’s JUST THAT GOOD! (as well, i’ve threatened to become his agent.)

the next highest stat record is this current pa situation. (thanks for posting my submission!)

none of these particular posts were made to with the motive of getting lots and lots of hits. they were made in my nerdy spirit of “HEY! YOU GOTTA COME CHECK THIS OUT AND LOVE IT AS MUCH AS ME!”

if you came over here from there, and you are even reading this i welcome you. i hope you find my blog to be a place that you’ll want to come back to. if not, i’m cool with that too. sure, i’ll cry for days on end and not feed my family b/c i’m too depressed to even get myself out of bed but i’ll get past it. eventually.

whatever you do, don’t touch a fucking thermostat that has a sign that says NOT TO TOUCH IT. you stand to lose an amazing eating establishment that can be called “food of the gods”.

learn from my mistake.