Never in my wildest dreams did I ever expect to still be here today, 365 days and well over 365 posts strong. Way back somewhere in the deep recesses of my mind I sort of hoped that I would be famous by now, appearing on Oprah and watching Tom Cruise jump on the couch, squaring off with Stephen Colbert over something ridiculous on basic cable television. Maybe I would be sitting in a Barnes and Noble Booksellers in Duluth, MN signing copy after copy after copy after copy of my book. Because of course all this business is going to be a book someday. At least I would assume that it will be. So that's all the stuff that I sort of wished would happen. What I expected to happen, though was vastly different. I was expecting about 20 days worth of solid posting and then it would sort of trail off like Towelie or something. But it didn't happen. By the grace of God it did not happen. And so here we are today; far from my wildest dreams but beyond what I really expected. So it is all good.
So, the finished product hasn't quite been what I expected, and neither has the process. I had no idea what I was in for. There have been days when it has seemed like a chore, when the only thing that got me through was knowing that Guy H, of Sand River, MI would be pissed off if he actually had to work for those five minutes at work. There were times when it seemed like I couldn't write enough fast enough. I would spew out days and days of stuff in one night. And I know I have said it before but it is the most strangely true thing that I have learned over the last year: 9 times out of 10 if I think a particular post is gold, it ends up just sort of being. But when I throw up some mindless dribble because I am totally out of idea it's a fan favorite. I do manage to hit the mark once in a while though. The point here is that I have never been able to figure out just how any given post will be received and I don't believe that I ever will. And I think it's best that way.
I can here you out there on the other side of you screens starting to ask yourselves "Well Big Dave, what happens now? Where do we go from here?" And to be honest, I don't really know. I have never known. There have been some pretty major changes and goings on in my world and yours over the last year, and the next year promises more of the same. More big changes. Maybe a pregnancy or two. Maybe someone will leave the show. Maybe I will start writing in French. Maybe Adrianne will write a guest post. Maybe that will be in French. Who knows? I sure as hell don't. But I can take pretty educated guesses. I will use the term
"April showers" somewhere within the next month. We will still mark the major holidays: Easter, Christmas, Independence Day, St. Peaches Day, New Years Day, etc. Someone will win the Second Annual Big Dave and Company Blog of the Year Award and I am sure with the economic shakeup there will be some exciting new sponsors for that. More words and sentences and turns of phrases will continue to spew forth from, well, not so much my pen but my keyboard for sure. Some of them will even align themselves into paragraph form. So look forward to that. But in the end look for more of the same. It has worked so far and I can't imagine it won't work in the future. I will see things and comment on them. Officer Butt Hansen will keep us all safe. The parade of celebrities will continue. The posts will keep coming. The counter will keep turning.
At least I hope that you come along for the ride. Because you are as important to this whole deal as I am. You are half of the deal if you haven't noticed, Company. It's Big Dave (that's me) AND Company (that's you). Like Peaches and Herb. Or Sigfried and Roy. Or Hall and Oates. Or Dollars and Cents. Or those stripper twins that you met in line for the tilt-a-whirl last year at the county fair. But seriously, I don't know that I can thank enough everyone who takes the time out of their busy days to read whatever is on my mind. If it weren't for your loyal reading I wouldn't have ever been able to keep up my loyal posting, if you get what I am saying. So thank you. One year is as much a testament to you as it is to me.
And so it goes. More stuff from the mind of Big Dave, or whomever I can round up to be a guest blogger. It's like the reverse spin of what B-Town was talking about: it's like my personal correspondence plastered across the Internet for all to see. And from those small seeds in PePe's inbox whatever this is has sprouted and grown. I hope that you have enjoyed, I know I have. And I hope that you all stick around while we growing into something else new and exciting. So Happy Birthday Big Dave and Company!