Taylor Swift has a new song out So began the worst blog entry ever…but no, it’s actually a catchy song and my favourite single from her new album. (Max Martin co-wrote wrote it and produced it, for the record…anything he touches is solid gold in my book.) Anyway, being a total dork, I’ve been playing it on repeat on my iPod and changing the “22” to “32.” (And yes, I sing it out loud as “32.” That’s a must.) After all, I’ll only be 32 for a couple more weeks. Here’s a few of the lyrics:
We’re happy, free, confused, and lonely in the best way
It’s miserable and magical, oh, yeah
Tonight’s the night when we forget about the heartbreaks
I don’t know about you
But I’m feeling
Everything will be alright
If you keep me next to you
You don’t know about me
But I’ll bet you want to
Everything will be alright (alright)
If we just keep dancing like we’re
This has been a tough week and I’m not going to elaborate because I overheard someone wise once say, “Blogs are just a place where feeble-minded people go to whine and complain about their lives.” I wouldn’t totally disagree with that statement. That being said, thanks for all the page views this past week. Whomever was trying to punk me with the 190 views on March 21st, especially! (Here’s statistical proof…I’ve never had this many views on one day. This was clearly a prank and it was executed very well.)
No, but really, I’m grateful for all my readers, punkers or not. I flirted with the idea a couple of weeks ago of placing some ads on the page, and I realized (A) I’d only be making about $10/month, if that, and (B) It just ends up looking really tacky unless you really know what you’re doing with the ad placement, which I don’t at all. So yeah, no irritating ads for the forseeable future. I just renewed southernaristocracy.org for another year and that was a whopping $17. Fun fact: Some guy in Boone, NC owns the rights to southernaristocracy.com and he just sits on it year after year. But whatevs…I’m so off-track with my Southern-centric focus on quasi-aristocratic matters that it’s not funny. Once I *finally* finish Ashley Judd’s book, I’ll have a good entry on that front. But that’ll be a long time coming, because her book is testing me a bit in that it’s so me if I wrote a book (impassioned to the point that very few other people can relate to what you’ve written about). So more meandering musings and hijacked GIFs and memes until then!
In semi-other news, I finally followed up my initial, opening week dining experience at Bacchanal at Caesars Palace on one of my off days last week by having a really nice late lunch. (I’m still stuffed…the adverts don’t lie by calling it an “epic feast.”) Stay tuned for my complete brunch/lunch review on *vegassolo.com*. Gray just published another buffet review, so it might be a little while before mine is published. As always I’m grateful for the outlet to do some professional writing. And eat, of course. Please check out her blog for some great Vegas travel tips!
That’s it for this week, dear readers and punkers. A wonderful Holy Week to everyone! We’re having Movie Night at church on Tuesday and screening the 3.5 hour Ten Commandments…I was talking to the host of the event in the church parking lot yesterday after the service and neither of us have ever seen it all the way through. And that may not even happen on Tues., since food and fellowship is involved. Oh well…