In ten years I have learned that I cannot keep track of my books, that I can't score while watched by the Blessed Virgin Mary, that chocolate milk is apparently considered a sweet and not a beverage (which I still don't believe), and that even ten years later I still care what my mailman thinks of me. I have learned that ten years later the things swirling around in my head still aren't always right or coherent or fit for public consumption. I suppose that a tiger does not change its stripes.
And yet change happens. Just follow and read along. The writing on Sunday, April 20, 2008 - our first St. Peaches Day - is far different in tone and style from what you are reading today. And there have been dozens upon dozens of blog posts that have never been written because the are not joyous, they are not funny, they are not what you would expect here. They are all adult and reflective. Which maybe is okay. There is nothing wrong with adult and reflective, but there is a time and a place for it. And this isn't that place and now isn't the time. I don't really have anywhere to go with this train of thought, I just liked that like and wanted to get it in.
The point of all of this, Company, is that I would like to thank you for sticking with me for the last ten years. It has been immensely fun. And the next ten years will likely be, too. I hope you stick with me for those years.
The traditional tenth anniversary gift is tin and/or aluminium. Anniversary gifts can be sent to:
c/o Big Dave and Company
Worldwide Headquarters, USA.
Happy Anniversary to us!