One Year In And Still Bitching

Wun Year Auld Blog. I Haz One!

Yup, the blob turns one today. Happy Birthday blob!

Hard to believe that this time, one year and one day ago, I didn’t have a hobby. Oh, I had pastimes, distractions, work-life balance, all that. But something was missing. Something that would take a good deal of waking attention. Something that I could really worry away at like a well-formed scab. Something that was free. (I mean, how lucky am I that I actually enjoy this and Google provide it for nothing?)

I like to think I’ve achieved a lot in that year‘s worth of blobbing, too. I also like to think that I am the correct weight, am devilishly charming and in no way contributing to global warming.

So, let’s have a quick wander down memory lane and see how this blob has made the world a better place.

You are now aware of how NASA thought it could fake a Mars landing.

You are now aware of how the church fakes the existence of god.

You are now aware of how pandas are faking their own innocence and uselessness and are really on a path to world domination.

Cane Toad control is back on the national agenda.

You are now aware of my untrammelled talent as an insomniac, OCDish, ADHDish poet about town (now that’s worth the price of admission alone. Shut up).

Some of the serial point-missers that live among us have been exposed.

Emergency Contact has had some good practise at saying, “No, that just doesn’t work.”

A detective agency has come into being and the case remains, as yet, unsolved. (Honestly though, that’s kicking my arse a little. Bird Flew Press are not paying up until I find Fruitnose.)

And that’s just to name a few of my incredibly well thought out and highly researched points of view and “ideas”.

So, patient readers, I hope that in among the atrocious spelling (nope, still not getting any better. It seems to be terminal) and the challenging grammar, you’ve had a bit of fun along the way. Yeah?

Onwards and upwards.

Yours,

Nick (Grey Area)