Four years ago -- on a Friday the 13th, no less -- we launched this filthy "web log" with a humble poem. Now, like most four-year-olds we know, this "web log" has a childish sense of humor, likes shiny things, bright colors, cheerful music, and cute animals, is occasionally prone to tantrums, is alternately excited and scared about growing up, isn't great with math, and remains obsessed with the gooey, carb-heavy menu of the Macaroni Grill. So, um, yay us, or something, only 93 years to go until we have the gravitas of our community's founder, the end.
Monday, August 15, 2011
Flashback Monday: Happy Blogiversary to Us
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Who knew? Happy anniversary, Restonian, may there be many more.
ReplyDeleteEverybody in this Convict's cell block is rattling the cage door for you, Restonian. May the fifth year be as good to you as the previous four.
ReplyDeleteBTW, will you be getting that Amiga as a replacement for the C-64? I hear they're blazingly fast.
Happy anniversary, Restonian -- here's to many more years of snarky good humor under the benevolent gaze of the RA.
ReplyDeleteAs they would almost say in Ireland:
May the red mulch rise up to meet you.
May the Macaroni Grill exhaust fan always be at your back.
May the sun shine warm through the remediated streambeds upon your face,
and rains fall soft upon your ex-homicidal nudist colony new town.
And until we meet again,
May Dear Leader hold you in the palm of His hand.