Six Zero Zero

It prowls hungrily, belly rumbling. Always the need is there. Content. It must have content or it will starve. No matter how slight, no matter how slim, it will take whatever it can for sustenance. Nothing is forthcoming, no prey in sight. There must be something... Out of the gloom, a thin sliver of potentiality appears. It crouches, poised. The content is ragged - thin and anaemic-looking - but it hungers. It pounces and, finally, the blog is fed…

All of which is to say that sometimes inspiration is thin on the ground so here’s a post about posts to celebrate a good old-fashioned utterly meaningless milestone. This is the six hundredth blog post on this here site* and how much has it changed in the eleven years since it was started? Has this site charted a journey of growth and maturity from the chap in his early thirties obsessed with film , TV and pop culture in general through to someone pelting headlong into middle age with a more diverse, cultured and refined air about him? Given that the last post on here was about toilet behaviour, I think we can all guess what the answer is to that one…

Let’s double-down on the navel-gazing given it’s an especially navel-gaze-y post today. What’s this blog for? Does it have a point, a purpose? Should it have one? Should it be more focussed in its approach, narrowing itself down to be about something specific instead of a rambly grab bag of tat?

In a rare display of clarity, let’s answer those questions for once:- It’s for me to exercise the grey muscle lurking behind the eyes. It keeps me amused first and foremost with any subsequent amusement derived by others being a nice side benefit. That’s a good enough one for me. It might well be that it should be more focussed but it’s not going to; I like it being a rambly grab bag of tat and being about whatever it is that I want it to be about on that particular day.

So there you go. Carrying on as it started - with a load of old toot that may or may not mean something and may or may not be read. If there ever was a mission statement for this infinitesimally tiny nook of the internet, that’s as close as you’re gonna get. Give it another six hundred, I reckon, see how it goes...



* Whack another two hundred and twenty on top of that if you count the MySpace (yes, that was once a thing) blog posts from way, way back in the day which have long since disappeared into the great neverwhere of vanished corners of the web. (They still exist, of course, as I’m the sort of ludicrous obsessive who keeps offline copies of absolutely everything…)