It’s Yearly Celebration Week (Kind of) at The Shack!
This week, or at least the next few days, is kind of a big deal around these parts.
See, April 26th will mark the fifth anniversary of The Sundries Shack.
Two days later, April 28th, will be my birthday. I’ll be 41 for those of you keeping score — on the downslope side of “over the hill”.
So if you’ve ever been inclined to pick something up for me from my wish list. Alternately, you can set yourself to make a small donation every month. I suggest $5, which works out to $60 a year, but you can pick your own monthly amount. As always, you can choose to buy something for yourself through any of the Amazon links, and I’ll get a little bit of the sale.
If money’s tight, though, there are other ways you can help. At the bottom of each posts are a couple links marked “Share This” and “Stumble It”. Each of those links give you a myriad of ways to share my posts with your friends and family or spread it around to the internet in general. The “Share It” link offers you several options to send my post elsewhere, including e-mail, Twitter, Facebook, StumbleUpon, Digg, and Technorati. I’ve had a couple posts drop onto StumbleUpon this month and I can tell you that each time that happens, it’s good for a solid thousand visitors. If five of you were to Stumble one of my posts every week, you would easily double (and perhaps triple) my average traffic here.
Over the weekend, I’m going to delve into the archives and pull out some posts you may not have seen if you’ve become a recent reader. I’ll do at least one a day starting tomorrow until next Tuesday, my birthday. I figure it’d be fun to see what things were like around here in years past and it’ll be a neat way to show you what I’ve been doing around here since April, 2004. It hasn’t been all Dune and Star Wars references. Some of it was some of that serious analysis I keep hearing about.
UPDATE: Today is Shack Anniversary Day! Five years down, many more to come.
Other Posts of Interest:
In honor of your anniversary and birthday, I'm pledging (at least) one stumble a week.
Miss Logan you are, again, a true sweetheart!
Heh.
"for those of you keeping score — on the downslope side of “over the hill”."
Not so. 40s and 50s are the plateau – even though slightly sloped. Now 60….._that's_ "over the hill"…!
When time starts passing "reely reely" fast, you know you're on the down hill side!
You are as old as you act, I firmly believe. I'm not on the steep part of the downslope, but I have crested the Mountain of Life Expectancy.
Congratulations and Happy Birthday Jimmie. I'll be happy to send you a little tribute, soon.
I think your brain sort of freezes your mental outlook somewhere in your 20s – it's just the "container" that completely changes. You look into the mirror and say "who's that?" because that old person looking back at you just doesn't match your internal mental vision of yourself.
Old guys get very flirty with younger women because they don't see themselves as "old guys" – mentally, they see themselves as the same guys they were 30-40 years ago.(Most women, I think, are saved from this embarrassment by menopause – the "off" switch). The younger women tend to think the old guys are "cute" – sort of like little boys (which they are, in a sense) – but harmless, so they enjoy it as well.
suek – Have you ever met Stacy McCain?
Jimmie! Jimmie! Jimmie! Happy birthday and blogy-birthday to boot – keep up the good work. The next couple of years are critical!
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No…never had the privilege, thought I've been to his site.
Still, under the skin, little boys – and big ones – are pretty much the same! Agreed?
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suek –
Oooooh yes
Happy Birthday, Jimmie!
Happy Birthday Jim!
Happy late birthday and blogiversary, Jimmie.