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1700 And Counting. August 12, 2012

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So it turns out that “Between The Rains” was my 1700th post here at Little Bang Theory.

Yaaay Me!!

Well, before I dislocate my shoulder trying to pat myself on the back, let me admit that some of them were pitifully brief, many were lame, a whole bunch were raging rabid rants, and at least one had a picture of my ass.

No, really.

So I just want to take a moment to thank all of you who have been here for me since April 28, 2007, who kept me honest (well, kinda ) and interested and encouraged me to post more photos. It was YOU who got me to take photography seriously. Your compliments embarrassed me into wanting to deserve  them, and I tried harder. Thank you for changing my life for the better.

And I’d like to give a special shout-out to Blue Gal, the blogger who got me started. Back then I was doing mostly socio-political commentary; Blue Gal is still doing that, and SO much better than I ever did or ever could do. Go listen to her Friday podcasts with her new(ish) husband Driftglass. They’re priceless examples of cogent analysis and clear (if blue) language to argue for a saner world.

And lastly, a big thanks to Phydeaux, my first ever commenter, who turned out to be my long-lost Siamese Cousin from whom I was separated at birth (by a thousand miles and several years!)

OK, the music just started to play over me, and some Academy lackey is gesticulating ominously with The Hook from behind the curtains at stage left, so I gotta go.  I’ll mention my centennial blogiversaries whenever I notice them, and pray you’ll humor me.

Now back to our regular programming…

***hook***

Happy Birthday To Me! April 28, 2009

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…Well, actually, to Little Bang Theory, which turns two years old today (and I almost forgot!)

It’s been an interesting journey, from my first stabs at commenting over at Shakesville to Blue Gal‘s injudicious (but awfully kind) encouragement to start my own blog (Hiya ‘Gal!), to my first commenter, My Siamese Cousin Bob over at The Phydeaux Speaks Experience, to…

Wait, let me stop right there for a moment.

When I first started blogging, I had a lot to say.  Most of it was  psychotic ravings of a socio-political nature.  Some of it was tongue-in-cheek humor.  Sometimes I made feeble attempts at poetry.

And amidst it all, I threw in a few of my rudimentary “nature photographs.”

It was Bob who first (and most vociferously) championed my forays into photography, which proved to be a godsend, because before a year had past I had lost my voice, my ability to form cogent thoughts, to put them down in any semblance of readable order.  And without my photographs to offer as some scant proof of my continued existence, I’d have disappeared entirely from this amazing world of kind and brilliant friends, like Jen and Teh Portly Dyke, both of whom have helped my with technical problems which were far out of my league; like FranIAm (BTW, Happy real Anniversary, Gurrrl!) and Paul, the Byzigenous Buddhapalian, who reawakened in me a love for all that’s still beautiful about the Christianity of my youth; and to all of you who never knew my voice, but come here anyway and say kind things about my humble efforts.  I’m sorry to not enumerate you all, but again, my supply of words is being stretched beyond all expectations.  I trust you know who you are, and will forgive me.

Thank you all, from the bottom of my heart.

Oh, and a special thanks to The Pagan Sphinx, whose eclectic voice carries on championing social justice issues right about where I left off, and who shares our beautiful daughters with you all in a way which I currently have neither the grace nor the ability to do.  Thanks, Gina.  I still love you, you know.

Anyway, 70,117 page views, 871 posts and 5,669 comments later, Little Bang Theory is alive and kicking and grateful.

Well, OK, now my word-bag is getting light, and you’ll be lucky to get anything out of me for the next month other than single-word descriptions of my dinner.

Besides, now I’m late for my own birthday.

Bummer, Man.  😉