Montana Jones

Montana n: A state of the northwest United States bordering on Canada. Admitted as the 41st state in 1889. The fourth largest state in the union, it includes vast prairies and numerous majestic mountain ranges.
Syn: Treasure State, Big Sky Country, Last Best Place.

Jones n: slang. An addiction or very deep craving.

Saturday, February 11, 2006


Greetings my dear blog reading minions.

It has been a year. Yup. Can hardly believe it myself. A whole year of spewing forth composing words for consumption on the Internet.

I would like to think that all the effort has been worth it, that I have made a difference. That somebody somewhere out in that vast and mighty Internet has read my words and gained a little insight or laughed or cried or got pissed off or at least enjoyed killing a little time. I would like to think that I am a better person for the experience as well. Hopefully a better writer or better reader. Better time waster probably. I would settle for more observant. Funny thing about personal growth, it's hard to measure. My reward for putting all the effort in for a year? The same reward that so many things in life give us. I get to do it again.

So how about some numbers. My first year had 172 blog posts in it. That averages slightly more than 3 per week. Okay, I have not been a consistent poster. My personal blog directory here on the local computer has 15.5MB of stuff in it. That's across 248 files in 6 folders. So no, you have not seen every last word I have written. Trust me, you are probably better off for it. There looks to be about 23 photos in there, averaging two photos per month.

I try to do a lot of filtering and condensing of the stuff I write before it gets blogged. In addition to my manifesto I also have one personal rule that I have held myself to very strictly. Rewrite everything. I do not allow myself to ever publish anything on the same day I wrote it. That can be a little rough when trying to expound on current events but I believe it is a crucial element in making myself readable. My re-writes have run the spectrum from niggly little punctuation and word edits all the way up to trashing the thing and starting over. I can only think of a couple instances in the past year where I published exactly the words I originally typed. In spite of all that effort I can still look back through the archives and spot poor spelling and punctuation and grammar. Sigh. I will need an editor before I can become a decent writer.

Sometimes I think of blog posts as throwing stones. Chuck a rock out into the pond and see what ripples it creates. Strange thing about blog posts; I pretty consistently cannot guess how many ripples it will make. There have been posts I have meticulously researched, wrote, rewrote and edited. They were very heavy stones for me when I finally heaved them out and I did not see a single ripple. Other times I toss a light piece of fluff and it splashes back at me with many comments and much feedback. Strange thing this Internet.

I have never expected to make any huge splashes. I don't think enough people read me for that. I know there are a few people that check in on me regularly and that is nice, but I don't think there are more than a dozen of you. I have toyed with the idea of putting one of those hit counter thingamajobs on here so I could get a clue about who visits and how often. It would help me measure the waves I generate with my posts. I don't think I will do it though. Ignorance is bliss. It's almost easier to write when I don't think anyone is listening. I have no desire to be a big name in blogging, I am quite happy out here in the long tail. In the end this blog is what most other blogs are about. Me, me, me, me, me, me. I don't want to care about appealing to the masses. Wanna have some fun messing with my head? Post a comment. If I get more than ten I will pretty much freak out.

I was toying with ways to celebrate my first anniversary. Guest bloggers, photo spreads, win a date with Jones contests. Now that the day is here it feels a lot like birthdays feel after you hit your mid twenties. Nothing quite so special anymore, still expected to show up for work, celebrations involve a single nice glass of wine instead of a row of shots. So the celebrating here will be a little subdued as well. Besides, I already know who would win the date with Jones. Not very fair for the other contestants. So how about we celebrate by sprucing the place up a bit. Polishing up the look of the blog is as good a way to celebrate as any. Hope you like it.

Looking forward to year two.
Montana Jones

Congrats on the milestone!
I like the sprucing, and I look forward to what year two brings as well.
Nice look, and congrats! :D
nice sprucing :)
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