135 Started, 68 Published, What’s Next?

Elect Richs Next PostSince I published the first post to this blog, I started 135 posts. Of that 135, I have published only 68; when I publish this, it will be 69; a publication rate of roughly fifty percent.

First off, I’m curious how many other WordPressers average about the same publishing rate. Anyone want to share their average?

Right now, I am participating, sort of, in both the Blogging 101 and 201 challenges. I’m failing miserably at both. While I haven’t published them yet, the first task in the 201 challenge asked me to set some goals for this blog. Publication was optional, but I am going to publish mine, as soon as I finish the post. It’s only about number ten on my “get this done today” list. What I can say right now, though, is one of my goals is to publish my first poll and hopefully get some response from you, the kind, responsive, helpful, insightful, reader that you are.

While reviewing the 67 drafts that I’ve yet to finish, I marked about six I can delete and another handful I can combine. I also came up with this list of the top eleven posts I should publish next. I chose the prime number eleven for two reasons: (1) Because it’s a prime number and (2) in honor of the classic mockumentary This Is Spinal TapThey are, in no particular order:

Coco: 1992 – 2013, RIP: Post about loss of Coco. She was over twenty years old.

Blogging Plan: In a previous post If Your Blog Dies, It’s Your Own Fault, Not Ours, I wrote about developing a plan for this blog. I also wrote before that I am a simple man. That is the heart of the matter.

Words I Like – Words to Use: This morning I woke up with the word perdition on my mind. I was vaguely familiar with the definition. I looked it up. I was inspired to write about it – I just never finished. Something else got in the way.

Pains and Ailments: The list of medical conditions I have is this long. (see pic) For any English major reading this, correct me if I am wrong. The prepositional phrase “…of medical conditions I have” modifies the noun “list,” which is singular and calls for the verb “is” instead of “are.” Rewritten without the phrase, as I was taught to do many years ago, it would be “The list is this long.” Which sounds correct and is correct. Or am I incorrect?

Road Trip – 2005: In the fall of 2004, I purchased a 2003 Chrysler PT Cruiser Limited Edition. Many people had, and still have some pretty strong opinions about the PT Cruiser. I liked it – still do. That’s why I bought one. So, we took a road trip – my wife, my two youngest sons, and a boot full of luggage (if you want to call it a boot).

Woke Up This Morning – Foot Like a Sponge: In his song, “Please Don’t Bury Me”, John Prine sang “Woke up this morning, Put on my slippers, Walked in the kitchen and died.” As the song continues, he sings, “You slipped upon the floor and hit your head.” I didn’t die, I just woke up with a numb leg and foot…like walking on a sponge. I didn’t slip upon the floor this morning – that happened a few nights ago; and I didn’t hit my head; just bashed my shoulder and aggravated an already painful back and neck.

Places to Live – Invite Me: I would be a wonderful addition to the citizenry of any village, hamlet, burg, town, city, state, province, economic zone, country or continent.

A Poem : Only Five Days Left in NaWriAFPoInAprMo

More Bluegrass from Ricky Skaggs or Alison Krauss

Another Awesome Photo

Return of Java Fueled Journaling


 You decide

As I said earlier, this is my first poll, and it is an important one. I’m sure you agree. My goal is to get at least 111 responses/votes. I chose 111 for one reason; it is not a prime number and it looks good in print. I guess that is two reasons. So if 10 of you read this and share it with 10 people and those 10 share it with another 10. Well, you get the picture. It’s kind of like a chain letter, only not. I’m not promising you good luck if you share it or threatening you with gloom and doom if you don’t. But I can, if you’d like.

If I don’t get at least 111 responses, I am going to go get the infamous pencil. Instead of stabbing myself in my left thigh, I will stab myself right in the middle of the birthmark on my right thigh. It looks like a well developed amoeba. So there you have it, please vote and share; I implore you. My amoeba looking birthmark really doesn’t need a bloody pencil jutting from the middle of it.

Blogging 101 – Day 3 Revised

Blogging U - 101 Logo Ver 2Rich here. After 3 in the morning of 18 April. Coffee in front of me to the right of the keyboard. Marshall Tucker playing on Spotify. Time for another pain pill. I could stop here and call this the post that I would have written when I “first thought about blogging.”

But I won’t.

Now, let me quickly go recharge my brain with nicotine, take that pill, and refresh my Java-fuel. I’ll be right back to finish this.

You know, when someone coined the title phrase so many hundreds or thousands of years ago, it was fine. But seriously, what can you do with a penny now? I think we need to update it to reflect our current econoclimate. What do you think – 10 bucks for your thoughts?

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OK. I’m back with fresh java-juice and a fully recharged brain. I say “fully recharged” but I really mean, well, you know, one or two brain cells might be working. While I was out getting recharged, I thought of a better idea for updating the phrase. I’m not British, and as of yet I’ve not been privileged to visit the UK, but let’s face it, my last name is Richardson, so somewhere in my DNA there has to be some Brit blood. So let me say this, I know Jeremy Clarkson doesn’t like me very much since I’m an American, but if they will let me, I am claiming any and all Brits as my distant cousins.

Now, about the phrase. I got a little off track there. My new cousins in Britain might not do everything right, but they did give the world the BBC, and the BBC constantly gives us great television. They’ve given us Doc Martin, Doctor Who, and Foyle’s War, just to name a few. They’ve also given us Top Gear, which, despite the fact that Clarkson doesn’t like me, I love and firmly believe is the best television program being produced right now, anywhere in the world.

Sheesh!! Got off track again. Not only have the Brits given us great television, they have given us some really great words. Actually, now that I think about it with my one remaining functioning brain cell, they have pretty much given us nearly all of our words, at least those of us who speak English. Thanks for that, Brits. I like the words you have given me. Since I am actually trying to get around to my idea of upgrading the “Penny for Your Thoughts” phrase, the really great Brit words I am talking about are the ones they use for their money, words like pence, and half-pence, and p. The coolest one, though, is quid. I think quid is one of the coolest words ever coined in the English language. In fact, I am going to try harder to start finding reasons to use it more often, despite the fact that I am not British.

So, quid is the word I believe we should start using instead of penny. The new phrase should be “A Quid for Your Thoughts.” Who agrees? We need to start circulating a petition or start a movement. Maybe a chain letter?

Since I am in my “adopting British folks as my long lost cousins” mode, I have one more proposal. Actually, it’s not a proposal, but a couple of requests. I know some of you who follow this blog are my newly adopted British cousins and I am humbled you have chosen to do so, as I am with everyone who has chosen to follow this. If one or all of you would consider doing one or both of the following, I would be forever grateful: (1) Adopting me as your long lost American cousin with the aforementioned British blood flowing in my veins and accepting me as an honorary British citizen. (2) Autographing and sending me a one quid note which I will hang on my wall, photograph, and write a new blog article about. So, if any of my new Brit cousins are willing to so honor me, please  email me at colanetbiz (at) writesomethingtoday (dot) com and I will send you my postal address.

Truth be told, this is not what I would have written as my first article. I’m surprised that I wrote it at all, but I did. You can read what I actually wrote as my first article here. I wrote exactly what I was thinking at the time to get this blog started.

Finally, I am caught up with the Blogging 101 challenges. I hope to stay caught up now. One thing I believe is important about blogging, especially during this challenge, is to give and receive feedback to each other. For this challenge, it’s important so we help each other develop and refine our blogs. For blogging in general, it’s important because we are all looking for the community of bloggers where we best fit, our niche.

I know we are just getting started with this challenge, but I want to apologize to everyone who is participating. Since I fell behind right from the beginning, I’ve provided very little feedback to you all. Now that I am caught up, I intend to rectify this and start reading and commenting on your blogs.

A final note here to those of you who have been kind enough to read, like, and follow my blog. If you haven’t guessed, I am participating in the two ongoing Blogging University challenges. I still intend to write regular pieces during the thirty days of this challenge, but there will also be posts written and tagged specifically for the challenges. Naturally, you are welcome to read them all, since each one will be another masterpieces of pilfered prose.

Thank you so much for reading this. If I have amused or confused you, inspired or conspired with you, befriended or offended you, don’t blame me. I didn’t write this. The java-juiced, pain pill induced, nicotine abused brain cells did. Blame them.

Your best pal in crime,

Rich Richardson

And don’t forget…”A quid for your thoughts.”