Three years ago: (This is not a blog, Hobbes. No it’s not. Keep it up and I’ll link to your page.)
This is apropos of nothing. The not-blog (yea right) updates of that kind actually go back to 11/2000 – they’re still around this site if you knew where to look (and I told you where to look, I think) – so I guess I should throw a party then, if I’m going to throw a party. I just happened to notice that date today when I was looking for stuff.
Figure out an anniversary for this site is tough because…
* thecubsfan.com, at least if you consider when I started paying for hosting, started around that 11/19/03 date
* but then the sites that were The Site previously go back to – what, ’98? (don’t look it up)
* and the first recaps date back to 07/07/97
* and the CMLLblog has a different date and the wiki has a different date (and is a spinoff, so should it count?) and on
…and I’m not much for site anniversaries anyway. So what the heck was the point of this post? I…don’t recall.
Oh yea, I guess, 3 years later, Hobbes was right, and this is kinda a blog, just the idea of what a blog is has changed. The livejournals of the world (though not necessarily Livejounral) still probably well outnumber every other sort of blog. (The ‘deleted livejournals because the wrong person read them’ outnumber the other types of blogs TOO.) I guess, now that I had 36 months to think about it, putting up messages, with the newest on top descending from there, using some web script to automate the process, is not the worst thing in the world (even if I didn’t invent.)
Still not joining mySpace.
It’d be nice if I had non-inside joke material for content, but I bet you beat me to that conclusion. I guess I should do a Cubs post to talk about something?
Things on my mind that I haven’t remembered to tell someone who cares (and still probably haven’t)
– I know Johnny Cash seemed to do nothing but covers (and still is doing covers, magically), so everything is fair game, but, still, you can not put a cover of Walk The Line in your commercial. That’s just incredibly wrong.
– My favorite part of Numbers if when the non-Math Professors openly mock one of the technical explanation of a math solution. I’m watching this show at this moment and can not actually explain why. They’re totally pretending to drink coffee from empty cups right now, and it’s bugging me.
– Scott asked if I’ve got to indy baseball games like a month ago, right? I could, there’s about 5 different indy teams in the Chicago area within an hour from me, the Tribune even did an article about trying to hit as many of them in the same night as possible, along with the Cougars. But the Cougars are five minutes away, and are the local team – they’re my team in a way the Cubs or any of the Chicago teams can’t, because they’re so local. Going to see the Joliet Jackhammers or the Schaumburg Flyers (I’ve driven by their stadium a dozen times, and it looks great from the highway) seems like turning on on the hometown nine. (Though they could care less, and probably don’t know I exist outside of the time where they send out the forms for season ticket renewal, and the times they call me because I haven’t gotten around to sending the form in.) And I kinda hate the Northern League and all of their forced wackiness to get press attention; it seems really phoney.
(Still, if someone else wanted to go, I think I might get over it.)
I thought I was the only one watching NUMB3RS tonight. Now, the REAL question is, am I getting more excited thinking “OMG Cubs and I were watching the same show at the same time!” than Cubs will get (probably not) thinking “OMG CRZ and I were watching the same show at the same time!” Because really, if you were to think about it – and this is certainly something I discourage, when you really get into it – we’re probably watching the same show at the same time quite a bit…it just doesn’t always come up in conversation. And it’s usually sports and/or sports entertainment related. So, that’s probably the big deal about “NUMB3RS.” To me, anyway. Also, there’s only one non-math professor on that show as far as I know (but I wasn’t paying much attention to the coffee cups, so there may be all sorts of things I’m missing.) Now, if you told me YOU were having a vodka martini with olives and an extra spoonful of olive brine, we’d REALLY be talkin’ spooky. Thank you, good night.
(Oh AND. Thanks for not noting it was the anniversary of any post containing comments by that Original Idiot, because I worry more than I should that somehow I’ll accidentally click to a link from the past and see one of his incredibly inane comments attached to it. Fortunately, nobody EVER feels this way about ME. Wink)