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22 February, 2011
Rat Fink

I read somewhere that trying to publish poetry in America is like throwing a feather into the Grand Canyon and waiting to hear it hit bottom. Heh. I think it’s the same way with bloggers, about whom it has been said, “Never before have so many written so much to be read by so few.” Guilty. Still, I’m a happy nobody.

RtB is three years old today. Can it really be? Looking at the “Archives”  menu on your right, I’d say yep, it sho can.

It’s no big deal in the grand scheme of bloggy things, mind. Some blogs have been around for ten years or longer. I can’t hold up my three little candles to those behemoths. But really now, how many blogs about absolutely nothing have run for ten years? Not many, I’ll wager. So, hopefully, I’m off to a good start.

Once again I thank all (90 of) my worldwide readers for stopping by Finkville once in awhile to see if I’d happened upon an intelligent thought overnight. Commenting fiends — and you know who you are — I adore you. I appreciate the folks who read but don’t comment, too, even though I think you’re scaredy cats (come on, really, I’m harmless).

Highest of fives also to my online writing idol, Ross.

This endeavor represents the longest I’ve “kept at” anything outside family and career in my life. I do not possess innate self-discipline, believe it. My mom was always after me to do the daily household chores (“See? If you’ll just fold up your halfslip and put it in the dresser drawer like so, you’ll never lose it again”), and it seems like I fought her at every step. I will let the errant Starbucks cup or Pepsi Max can sit on the garage floor forever. I’ve been losing the same 20 pounds for 30 years. Personal tenacity is not my strong suit.

Therefore, this almost-daily writing odyssey must provide me with some comfort, or a feeling of acceptance and peace in a weary, crazy world. I certainly think so today. So I thank all my fiends for coming to my little party every day (or at least on occasion). I am both happy and humbled that you do.

Fink out (and up) for another year.

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Lars
Lars
22 February, 2011 9:25 am

ahhhhhh!!!! “innate self-discipline”, I am the exact same way!!! It’s like we’re related or something…

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RD
RD
22 February, 2011 10:00 am

Congratulations as you celebrate the third birthday of RtB. I admire both your tenacity and your creativity. You have a refreshing and interesting way of expression encompassing a broad range of topics. Thanks for staying with it. You add to my daily enjoyment. Happy birthday!

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Suzanne
22 February, 2011 12:34 pm

Happy Birthday to you, Rat Fink, and many mooooooooorrrrre!!!!!!!

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Lori
Lori
22 February, 2011 5:03 pm

Congratulations on your anniversary! I can surely relate to what you’re saying about personal tenacity so I admire your accomplishment that much more!

I don’t comment much, but you should know that yours is one of only three blogs I look at daily. I enjoy your insights and your expression!

All the best for many more years of happy “Rockin’!”

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BoomR
BoomR
22 February, 2011 6:11 pm

Haaaa-peeee Buuurrrr-ttthhhhh-daaaayyyeeeee Toooo-da-Blaaaooowwwwuuuuuugggggg!!!

And Many Many more!!! I Heart You!

xoxoxoxo
BoomR
(twin brother by different mothers – as evidenced by my lack of innate self-discipline as well)
:D

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PKPudlin
22 February, 2011 9:40 pm

Hippo, Birdies, two Ewes,
Hippo, Birdies, two Ewes.
Hippo, Birdies, Deer, Rat Fink,
Hippo Birdies, two Ewes.

:)
PK

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Ross
Ross
24 February, 2011 12:37 am

Congrats and high-five back atcha– good thing you didn’t offer a fist-bump as I have a strict policy regarding fist-bumps, namely that I don’t do them. I’ll leave anyone hangin’, no matter how many are looking on. Someone has to make them a social risk, might as well start with me.

Keep up the awesome work!

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