This has been an interesting week. We started a new contest here at the Coots. We were trying to see who could write the best post, in terms of generating discussion. Bob started off snarky and then Ralph went all sugary sweet and praising.
Enough to make me sick. All of it. In the end, Bob has the most comments on his post, I think he is paying some big bucks to win this little contest. Now really, do you folks need any more of Bob?
Small poll here:
That’s what I thought. Now I am not exactly sure what to do with this post. I should just sit under my tree and let the delicate sound of the kettlebell inspire more creativity.
In fact, my first instinct was to just shut up and let my creative superiority ebb and flow across the coots so that everyone is under my benevolent spell. My second instinct is to crack my knuckles and write a post to make angels weep and the sun turn away in fear.
I of course will do neither. I will say that Cantankerous Old Coots is a consortium, a melding of 3 very different but still alike minds. What was created by me on a momentary whim has grown beyond anything I had even dared hope. This blog has taken on a life of its own and is growing more steadily in visits and page rank than my other fantastic blog, Catharsis of the Bogue.
A harebrained scheme of a website based on a sarcastic comment by Ralph has been given life. It has been nurtured by Ralph mainly and then myself, with some special fertilizer sprinkled in by Jenn and Heather and Jillian. And then there was Bob, shoveling his own brand of
manure cantankerosity into the mix. Somewhere we have created a monster, an amalgam that keeps on developing into a real boy. That would probably mean that Dave Doolin is our Jiminy Cricket.
All in all, there are 3 coots here who like to write. We like to share information. We want the world to know who the Cantankerous Old Coots are. We want to bring the world into our Cantankerous fold and teach them the ways of non conformity and non complacency. Who is the best writer? Me of course. Who has the best handle on politics? Bob. Who
has the largest monkey on his back is the biggest curmudgeon? Ralph. And we all make this little website work no matter how many comments each one can garner.
BTW, this post had better receive some comments. Don’t let Bob win, it will just go to his head and you have seen what his ego is like. It isn’t pretty. Well I am off to log some IP addresses of people who are forgetting to comment so that I can spam them. And to delete some of those comments from Bob’s post.
Until next time,