The Magic Number is 8
There are 8 more days left until 2010 is over.
And ironically, because of the fact that in the past week Blogzilly picked up a couple more followers, there are only 8 more slots needed to get to the magic number of 100.
Now I know that it means two things.
Jack and Shit.
But for some strange reason I cannot put my overly chewed-up finger on I want that number at 100. Call it the anal-retentive, obsessive-compulsive aspect of my personality. Or just call it looking for anything to CALL a victory even though it may have no meaning in what has been arguably the most difficult year of all my 43.
I thought last year was.
I was wrong. This year has it beat. I'll explain why in a re-cap of 2010, the bad AND the good, but 2009 was definitely an easier year to get through.
Anyway...just thought I'd toss that out there...in case anyone wanted to invite a friend over to Blogger or something. I'll even send them some nude photos or something. Not of ME or anything, God no...of somebody. I'm sure I can find some, if that's their thing. Or something else.
My point is I can think of something. I am not above bribery.