The Finch Formerly Known As Gold

15 December 2005

It's always post time

Mitch Berg was absolutely flabbergasted:

"The New Lineup" was the 6,000th post on this blog.

What really blows my mind is that my 5,000th post was last May 30th; I've done a thousand in six months.

I need a life, don't I?

I looked at that, and yes, I thought, "Mitch, you need a life," but I was still musing: a thousand entries in six months? Geez, and I thought I was overdoing it.

And then I was foolish enough to count backward 1000 entries of my own, and wound up here.

On the 24th of July.

Which means I've done a thousand entries in less than five months.

Which means, I guess, that however badly Mitch may need a life, I need one 20 percent worse.

Posted at 7:00 AM to Blogorrhea

For me, it's 1484 posts - including all comments - in four and a half years. Yet somehow I don't think I have eight times more of a life than you do.

Posted by: Matt at 12:20 PM on 15 December 2005

8 x 0 = 0. :)

Posted by: CGHill at 12:25 PM on 15 December 2005

When I had only been blogging for a month or two somebody wrote on her own blog: "She got it from Melinama, just about the most prolific writer that I know of, who's blog seems to update four times a day..." I was so embarrassed that subsequently I kind of dried up. Now it's mostly one a day.

Posted by: Melinama at 12:40 PM on 15 December 2005

Let me quote this recent comment on this here blog:

...And let's face it, one of the reasons I have developed some semblance of a life is the fact that I have some actual time for it, which wouldn't necessarily be the case were there two of us around here...

So, like, which is it Chaz: do you or do you not have a life? And/or regrets? And/or satisfaction?

Men are mystery.

Posted by: Tatyana at 2:01 PM on 15 December 2005

"Life" is open to variations in definition. To the extent that I do things that don't involve vegetating in front of a screen, then yes, I have a life, although perhaps less of one than I might desire.

Regrets? I've had a few.

And while I'm loath to describe myself as "satisfied," which comes too close for comfort to the mythical "happy," I am decidedly more content with my lot than I was, say, six years ago, when falling off the edge of the earth looked like a reasonable option.

Mysterious? Not really. (If you can read half the stuff here, you probably know more about me than I do.) I have, however, come to grips, Whitmanlike, with the contradictions I embody: I find stuff on here all the time that pushes the "What were you thinking?" button.

Posted by: CGHill at 2:16 PM on 15 December 2005

Jesus H. Christ, it's taken me the better part of two years to get to 500! Do you go out, work, go to the bathroom even?!

Posted by: akaky at 3:07 PM on 15 December 2005

I work 48 hours a week and I take a diuretic.

Posted by: CGHill at 4:06 PM on 15 December 2005

What is the big deal about a thousand posts in six months? That's like about 5 a day, isn't it?

I don't see how that's demonstrating some sort of addiction to blogging necessarily. I write more responses to posts than that in a day..and yes I work, go out, shop, cook, do laundry, teach school, go to the bathroom and chew gum too :)

Posted by: Vickie at 4:29 PM on 15 December 2005

The Instant Man probably does a thousand in two months, though rather a lot of them consist of simply "Heh" or "Indeed".

Posted by: CGHill at 5:45 PM on 15 December 2005


Posted by: Vickie at 7:39 PM on 15 December 2005

InstaPundit aka Glenn H. Reynolds. (The H. is not for "Heh," but it should be.) It's a running joke in blogdom; his third catchphrase is "Read the whole thing." The man has the shortest posts (outside of open threads) in the entire 'sphere.

Posted by: CGHill at 7:52 PM on 15 December 2005

It's not well known, but for every short post, Reynolds writes 12 pages of text - and edits like crazy. Meanwhile, I might take a life 20% worse than, say, Bill Gates, but I wouldn't write a blank check on that for anyone else's life.

Posted by: Mister Snitch! at 4:56 PM on 21 December 2005