Blogging: I Do It for the Stuff
Questions like, “Why do you write a blog?
Or, “No, really why do you write a blog?”
Or sometimes, “Why didn’t you answer my question about why you write a blog?”
Or every night, “It’s almost midnight, why are you still writing a blog?”
Or once in a while, “Excuse me, do you know where I can find the Brawny brand paper towels?”
The latter to which I answer, “No, I don’t work here. I just like to wear red shirts with khakis when I shop. But I think what you’re looking for is over there.”
Today I’ve decided to answer yet another frequently asked question.
Why do you write a blog?
It seems to offer you very little in the way of fame and fortune. It takes time away from your friends and family. It takes time away from watching the first three seasons of the Brady Bunch which you own on DVD but not the fourth or fifth seasons because the Brady men looked really bad in perms and don’t forget about Cousin Oliver.
A person with a question
Easy. I can answer that question in one simple answer.
I write a blog because of other bloggers. I do it because of them!
Oh, wait — did you think I meant I write a blog for the friendships with other bloggers? Oh, I guess I see why you thought that.
Nah, that’s just sappy stuff to embroider on lacy guest towels.
What I really mean is — I blog for the stuff they send me.
Yes, other bloggers like to send stuff! Did you know that?
As it so happens, before blogging I had not received mail that wasn’t in the form of bills, fundraising appeal letters or Little Caesars coupons — since 2004.
I had considered filling my mailbox with concrete. But then I started blogging.
And look at what started showing up in my mailbox.
I know, I know!
Most recently these arrived from Jules of the blog Go Jules Go.
Jules also sent me two dynamite slap bracelets. Which you might’ve seen before here.
I also received some magnificent Maine-inspired loot from blogger Darla of She’s A Maineiac. I got this stuff after I became a Most Embarrassing Contest Winner.
For winning her story contest, I received this light-up hat from L.L. Bean that is extremely purposeful. And a lobster lollipop. Thank goodness. And the best of all . . .
So I wasn’t sure what exactly to do with Freakishly Tiny Pillow.
True, I’m known throughout the Midwest for having a Freakishly Tiny Head.
A tiny head that would be well matched with a tiny pillow.
And although it granted me the best nap of my life, Freakishly Tiny Pillow just didn’t seem to fit with Freakishly Enormous Couch.
But you know who it did fit?
Well, Winking Strawberry Shortcake and Clothesless Raspberry Tart, that’s who!
Winking Strawberry Shortcake and Clothesless Raspberry Tart arrived in my mailbox from blogger Heather of Becoming Cliche.
Yes, these two sorry-looking tarts just showed up at my house one day — along with a 1982 Care Bears book and along with a yellowed Smurf book that has since disappeared into the night with two overdue library books.
Why did I receive this stuff? Because Heather knew I liked stuff. Particularly old stuff. Particularly old stuff that serves no purpose.
But the best of all the stuff I received just might be this — this photograph of a painting of a chipmunk surfing. Which by the way I also received from the aforementioned Jules.
I think she was sending me this photo to make me jealous of her fine art collection. But that’s okay. Because I went ahead and framed it.
And now who has the fine art collection, huh? Huh?!
That’s right — me. Take that!
Folks, it’s stuff like this that makes blogging worthwhile.