Something happened on Wednesday. The blog went viral in some way that hasn’t happened previously. I think that a West Pointer somewhere--I’m guessing from a class in the mid- to late-1970s--saw my preview of the Hawai’i game on Facebook and sent it out to a bunch of his buddies in a monster email blast. It propagated from there. Alas, the event came without much in the way of statistics from Blogger’s traffic tracking pages, so there are a few other possibilities. But some kind of email chain seems most likely.
Regardless, hello new readers!
Experience suggests that most of you will not stick around long, and that’s okay. As I tell my own classmates, our friendship is not contingent on your reading my stuff. The blog’s traffic has been growing over the years, but this isn’t a Get Rich Quick scheme. It’s the way I entertain myself while I’m on Metro-North going back and forth from New York City.
The blog is intentionally organized as a salad bar. You take what you want and ignore the rest. There is no one else on earth who also likes all the stuff that I like. I get that. You don’t have to like my stuff; you don’t have to like me. It’s fine, really.
Writing isn’t my career. Some people build little ships in little bottles. I write a blog. It is what it is.