It occurs to me that I started this thing one year ago today. I didn’t really have high hopes for the whole business, figuring that I’d probably post a few times and then get bored or distracted and let it turn into a cobweb site. However, like the various ancient mariners standing on street corners in any major city, ranting about the Rosicrucians, I find myself still doing this for anyone willing to spend a moment or two paying attention.
I’m honored by that — the idea that people (many-to-most of whom have never met me in person) are willing to visit me on a daily or occasional basis. I’m also delighted by some of the opportunities this has opened for me, including at The American Culture, my work for which has resulted in my getting to have a lengthy conversation with one of my favorite writers, with the promise of more to come.
When I look at Sitemeter and see that I have readers in Mondoville and Israel, Cincinnati and Kabul, Finland and Brazil, and various points outside and in between (including the inaccessible plateau of Leng), I marvel that such a wide range of people can take interest in the thoughts of a father, husband, drummer, medievalist, and dork-turned-pro (but I repeat myself). So thanks for those of you who read and agree, and for those of you who read and disagree, and for those of you who read and are simply somewhat amused.
In honor of the occasion, here are a couple of posts that folks seem to have liked over the last 12 months, and one that I was surprised I could write as I sat sniffling in a Florence, KY frappuccino preserve. Thanks again for dropping by, and I hope you’ll continue to be interested in what goes on at Mondoville and Spackle Manor.