“How many system admin groups does it take to screw in a light bulb?” ~Nichole
“How many system admin groups does it take to screw in a light bulb?” ~Nichole
Today’s “Build a Better Blog” task required me to analyze a top blog in my niche.
Is there any other blog in the world in my niche?
I was stumped.
So instead, I started scanning through my friends’ blogs. I heart my friends. I heart their blogs. These are some of them (in random order):
Mama’s Boys – Linds and I became friends our senior year of high school, but we went to school together since kindergarten. It’s sad that we missed out on all of those years of friendship we could have had, but we made up for it, possibly all in one weekend that involved squirt guns, walkie-talkies, cell phones, undercover gang patrol cops, and an accident.
Phabulous Phippens – Mine and Karen’s friendship came and went because she came and went moving to and from Utah and always back to the same school from elementary through high school. This included a short stint in a musical, getting in trouble with the typing teacher, and attempting to sing in choir first thing in the morning. When I have kids, I’ll expect to call her frequently for advice.
Shanny’s Life – Shannon and I also went to school together since kindergarten and became almost friends in high school, but REALLY became friends as roommates our freshman year in college. That happened because I leaned over in Calculus, senior year, and said, “Hey, I need a roommate and you’re going to BYU. What’s your social security number?” (I also follow her husband, Clark’s blog, Bethletard. It’s a good one.)
The M’s – Sabrina shares her blog with her husband-how cute are they? And again, she’s a friend who I went to school with since kindergarten, but didn’t really become buds until senior year. Are we noticing a theme yet? However, we do have some moments of connection prior to that, including hiding in a garage with baby quail (sometime in 3rd grade, perhaps), and having Calculus study sessions in my basement where we rewarded ourselves with playing some type of wrestling game on the N64 after.
my little adventures… – Meghan, Meghan, bo Beghan experienced the Larrie friendship curve. This is where it takes some time before she realizes my quirks are actually endearing and then decides that we should spend Valentine’s Day eating Thai food with our Korean friend and then bake mountains of chocolate chip cookies while listening to Outkast. Can you believe they allowed such unruly behavior at BYU? Thankfully, the friendship curve doesn’t seem to be a bell curve; no sloping down yet.
Scattered Starlight – English majors UNITE! Somehow, Katie and I never got to know each other during our tenure as English majors at BYU, but we became friends afterwards, thanks to my sister-in-law, her best friend, Genny. Now we get to connect in a myriad of ways, from reading each others’ blogs to twittering back and forth or posting on each others’ Facebook walls. Yep, we’re TIGHT.
v1.2 – “Kaakun” was in a BYU ward. I have no idea how we became friends because there are many, many holes in my memory from that year of school. However, I do remember him and Rachel playing the “state game,” his commentary during mine and my roommates’ ice skating finals, and drawing on his apartment window in the middle of the night. Since then, there have been Vegas weddings, broken beds, and vomiting at Crown Burger. Sweet, sweet memories.
Family blogs: life of laina – I’m so happy my brother married Laina, for many reasons, one of which is that she blogs and it’s consistent, unlike her husband, Thane, who recently started up again on his blog, My Separate from Wife’s Blog. Nobody else in my family really blogs so I adopted my sister-in-law, Tracy’s family: Aimee, internal conversations & ramblings of aimee heffernan; Scott, Vote of Die Blog; and Ryan, The Idealistic Investor.
Tiffanie – I am a fan of our story. We met briefly during the ’99-’00 school year when she visited my roommate from Kansas. Then, I ended up in that same roommate’s wedding party where her best friend from Kansas, Tiff, did not. Seemed odd and so I was hesitant to talk to Tiff because I was the bad guy in this situation. Then, many moons later, she moved to Salt Lake and we ended up in the same singles ward. I went up to her and said, “Are you from Olathe, Kansas?” Who’s heard of Olathe and who can pronounce it right? Me. That’s who. Oh-lay-thah.
Two of my roommates who weren’t actually roommates: Nichole-The Audrey show, and Leslie-The Collyafaces. We lived next door, but both apartments got along so well, we would have knocked down the wall that separated us if we could. Now, I just stalk them via their blogs where they post pics of their adorable little girls.
A Day in the Life of Clancy – I knew Clancy when I was younger, but she was always the big sister. Instead, I spent all of my time running around with her little sister, Lacy-climbing cherry trees, rollerblading down Harrison (from 1300 E to 1100 E), doing art projects and playing Nintendo. However, today, Clancy and I go rollerblading down Harrison. Wait. No, we don’t because she doesn’t even live in Utah. Instead, we just stalk each others’ blogs and hit up the jokes on FB chat. It’s a beautiful relationship.
Norton News – Amy and I rocked the basketball court (and sometimes the bench) in high school. I miss her motivational speeches tailored just to me and my emotional rollercoaster ride that was high school sports. Then, she motivated me through a summer of door-to-door sales by sending lengthy emails. Now, she’s got an adorable little family, house, life, etc. It’s fabulous.
View from the Bushes – Every time I read the title of his blog, I think of a peeping tom. However, Ross is not… as far as I know. He’s the former coworker who I initially judged by appearance (longer hair, scraggily beard) and then got over that and realized he was an English major turned geek with the sharpest wit in the department. He moved on to bigger, better things than our web dude at work and now I have to stalk him via his blog. And we have Facebook. Too bad I only got one date with his brother-he would have been a catch.
My sister blogs. Oh wait, no, no she doesn’t, otherwise I would have included it in the family section above. But once, her roommate tried to set up a blog for the two of them: Merphanie. That lasted long. The other roommate, Kasi keeps up the blogging on her own site: Kismet of Kas. Also, I follow Martha’s blog, MOSTLY MARTHA. I’m pretty sure we’re both Mrs.-Lake-trained writers.
I know-this list is getting very long. I skipped over some people because they haven’t blog very recently. (Or because I don’t want them to know that I read their blogs regularly, mwahaha.) The rest of the blogs that I follow are written by people that I do not know… AT ALL.
Okay, I’m tired of adding hyperlinks so you’ll just have to guess what all the other blogs are that I follow. What blogs do you follow?
*When I started typing this subject line, I was singing in my head, Pink Floyd’s Is There Anybody Out There? There’s not much to sing, though. Basically, while writing the remainder of this awesome blog post, I was repeating over and over in my head, “Hello, hello, hello” fading out.
Hooray for Thursdays and another fabulous installment of Larrie’s weekly therapy with her imaginary Doc. For some blog readers, this is what they look forward to—it helps them make it to the weekend.
DOC: Welcome, please sit down.
LRE: So formal.
DOC: I’m trying a new thing.
LRE: What? Acting like a doctor?
DOC: Something along those lines.
LRE: Great; just so long as you’re still imaginary and therefore I still don’t have to pay you.
DOC: Right-o. I’ve got a list of questions to discuss.
LRE: Nah; that’s okay.
DOC: But… but, I put so much time into coming up with these.
DOC: Sure, why not?
LRE: K, save them for next week.
DOC: Why? Do you have another list of 100 random things all about YOU?
LRE: No; that requires more effort than your list of questions.
DOC: Fine; what have ya got then?
LRE: I’ve been tagged.
DOC: You’ve… been… tagged…?
LRE: Yes; thanks for repeating it. Katie tagged me.
DOC: Kate did, huh? That still doesn’t explain what you’re talking about. Are you playing freeze tag?
LRE: Not exactly; it’s blog tag and I don’t think anybody crawls under your legs to unfreeze you in this game.
DOC: Blog tag, huh? So we’re expecting some of those hyperlink things where the text is underlined and blue?
LRE: Yes, a few.
DOC: All right, fine. Explain this blog tag then.
LRE: Right. Katie wrote the “rules” on her blog as she had received them from the person that tagged her.
DOC: Of course; you have to have clear rules. And what are they?
LRE: Let’s see… I link back to her (done), talk about the rules on my blog, tell six unspectacular quirks about me, tag six other bloggers and then leave comments on their blogs that I’ve tagged them.
DOC: Interesting rules. And these rules ask you to write YOUR rules about YOUR blog? YOU have rules?
LRE: Well, I wouldn’t exactly say that’s what it’s supposed to mean—talking about the rules on my blog and all—it really means that I need to explain the “tag rules” here on my blog, but I could briefly mention my daily posts as the “rules” for MY blog.
DOC: You mean—there’s more than JUST our Thursday appointments?
LRE: Hate to break it to ya, Doc, but you’re only one of usually six entries a week.
DOC: I’m crushed; I was under the impression that we were exclusive.
LRE: Ha—that would be silly.
DOC: Well, I’m afraid to ask out of jealousy, but what are the others?
LRE: Monday is my “freebie” day, Tuesday is the quote of the week, Wednesday is the cell phone pic of the week, you and I have our Thursdays, Friday is about work and Saturday I try and review a book.
DOC: You don’t sound very committed to Saturdays.
LRE: Yeah; Saturday doesn’t always give me enough attention so I’m not as committed, but there’s also lots of soccer now that it’s fall and I haven’t managed to sit down at a laptop when there’s running and scoring goals to be done.
DOC: Well, I suppose it’s good to know your rules.
DOC: K, so what was next? Six unspectacular quirks about you?
DOC: Who chose to describe your quirks with unspectacular?… sort of an oxymoron there.
LRE: Almost. I can see your point, but my idiosyncrasies aren’t exactly spectacular—just odd.
DOC: All right; you list them and stop naming synonyms for quirk instead.
LRE: Let’s see… first, I keep telling myself that one day I will master “mind over mattress” but it just never happens.
DOC: I suppose that there ARE people out there who like mornings.
LRE: I suppose so, too, but I don’t really want to hear about that. I hate mornings and each morning, a different Larrie wakes up determined to come up with one reason after another to continue hitting the snooze button.
DOC: That button should never have been invented.
DOC: K, that was one.
LRE: Right; I better hurry this up as I’m rambling and nobody wants to read long blog entries.
DOC: Do you ever have SHORT entries?
LRE: STOP interrupting me. Number two would be that I hate doing dishes, however, since buying my own little condo, I have NEVER, NOT EVEN ONCE, left a pot or pan in the sink overnight. (But that does not relate to cookie sheets or muffin tins.)
DOC: Don’t tell your mom. She’ll wonder why you didn’t do that at home.
LRE: No she won’t. I was okay at doing my own dishes.
DOC: Hmm… maybe I’ll ask her.
LRE: Fine. Moving right along to number three: I think I’m really funny.
DOC: You’re not supposed to think of yourSELF as funny.
LRE: I know, but the thing is, I don’t think other people think I’m nearly as funny as I THINK I AM.
DOC: Do you really care?
LRE: Course not. Okay, number four would be that I had a really hard time misspelling the word millennium in an IM chat today.
DOC: Why were you misspelling it?
LRE: For comedic purposes, of course. But purposely misspelling is so difficult; ESPECIALLY when you type 90+ wpm and therefore don’t type by letter, but type by word. It really cut down on my typing speed.
DOC: Sounds rough. Okay so on to number five.
LRE: Thanks. For the sake of time, I’m going to say five AND six BEFORE you can interrupt me.
DOC: Oh, good…
LRE: SERIOUSLY, STOP. That wasted four lines. Sheesh. (Speaking REALLY fast now…) Five-would-be-that-I-have-a-crooked-toe-again-and-Six-would-be-that-I’m-really-bummed-I-don’t-have-a-piano-in-my-condo. The. End.
DOC: Well, I think I caught that last bit.
LRE: And I’m done.
DOC: Except you need to tag six more. Pick six that also need therapy, k?
LRE: Don’t we all probably need it?
DOC: Not you; you’re self medicated.
DOC: I’m not a betting man.
LRE: You’re not a REAL man.
DOC: Don’t you have to post a comment on their blogs now to tell them?
LRE: Yes, but I can’t post comments on blogs at work. I’ll try and remember to do it later tonight.
DOC: Just try, huh?
LRE: Yeah… I’ll try.