Zoinks, web readers! Look what you did!
You…yes, you….helped me reach my new All-Time High for web hits in a single day. I don’t know about you, but I think this calls for a Happy Dance.
Nah, not like that…
Ah! Those leg extensions are too high…
AHHHH! A dancing Spiderman?!? No WAY!
Now, THAT’S more like it!
Who would have thought that a post on blizzards, Twinkie-burning radios, understudy assignments from Hell, and cookie escapades would have brought my blog to a new high? I must be a very lucky blogger…or you all have some form of insanity…I’m willing to wager it’s a bit of both.
And, you know….I’m still so new to the world of blogging, and I’m fully aware that an all-time high count of 111 may be quite small, when you consider some of the blogs that have received a Freshly Pressed status. Some lucky bloke received 1,473 hits…in one day (and it was well-deserved…read about it here).
But, regardless of what blog standards are for celebrations, I hereby pass out noise makers, party hats, and Long Island Iced Teas to everyone who made today’s post such a big success.
Now, put down your drinks for a moment while I recount my latest RAC…
Although not a huge gesture on my part, Wednesday’s RAC merely took the form of a phone call to a friend I have not spoken with in over a month. I’m a bad phone friend: I rarely ever just pick up the phone to say hello, or to check up on someone. I’m much better an email or text messaging…but again, these actions don’t bring me into direct contact with another person. They’re a cop-out form of communication.
So, in an attempt to go outside of my comfort zone, I purposefully made myself dial my friend tonight, for the sole purpose of just saying hello…no plans were made, I did not require any favor of her…I just wanted to see how she was doing.
I think I shocked her as much as I shocked myself with the phone call. It’s funny how people are surprised when they receive a random telephone call out of nowhere, for no specific reason. Usually, you dial the phone for something….to order pizza, to pay a bill, to yell at Time Warner Cable, to gossip, to vote on Dancing with the Stars…really, how often do you pick up the phone to just talk with someone?
I’ve let myself become too content with Internet communication, and I am trying my best to reconnect with the world via the telephone and actual human contact (what’s that?!?!?). It may not be a huge RAC, but it is a huge step for me.
Granted, there are people I speak to on the phone on a regular basis, but these individuals include The Mom…and not too many other people. I’m not a phone talker, by any means. But, I realize that at the age of 25, I need to be better with this skill.
Thank you to all my readers/subscribers/Tweeters/Moms out there who got my blog to a new high today. It may not look like much on a bar graph, but it means far more to me today than I could possibly say. All I could ask if that once you finish up your Long Island Iced Teas, please help The Mom find her way to a taxi cab. I’m definitely not letting her drive home tonight…
RAC #40: Called a friend to merely say hello
Result: shock and awe on both of our parts