I was gonna begin the anniversary post with a photo of Old Steve Rogers sittin' and ruminatin'.
But Old Blogger wouldn't let me.
Is that because Blogger is itself too old? Or is the Old Steve pic so fresh and new (?) that the lawyers won't let me meme it for my self-promotional purposes?
Still, there has to be an acceptable (legal) way to celebrate that Why Won't You Grow turned 20 years old yesterday. And unlike Steve Rogers, it shows its age.
For one, it still sits on Blogger--the Hammer Tech of blog platforms. But I guess I'm ride or die at this point. I'm pot committed. All of my very important thoughts over the last two decades is here--for better and very much for worse.
It will all evaporate someday. Maybe an EM pulse will shut everything down. (No one will more the loss of WWYG?! but a small spec of individual expression will be gone. . . . Right?)
How to celebrate 20 years of random flotsam? (Other than the simple acknowledgement that is happening now?) Well, last night I was sitting with Grace, enjoying a few episodes of her first self-directed LOST Rewatch and what episode appeared?
It’s not even my birthday! pic.twitter.com/vMXerghlJx
— David (@dtm1971) August 13, 2024
If only I have reached that point in my own LOST Rewatch/repost.
But anyway . . . Happy Anniversary to me!
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