Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Phickle Thoughts, Philosofickle Edition

Forgive me, this post is a little self-indulgent. But hopefully it'll be worth it when you get to the end.
I'm five days late, but as of October 24th, this blog is 4 years old. I started it because Zhubin was begging for something else to read during class, and I was opinionated. Four years later, I'm still opinionated. And, I'm proud to report, I have even more readers than ever. Sure, they're still mostly family, but I've got a big family. Actually, I'm up to about 50 original visits a day. I consider that to be a modest success, though I wouldn't mind growing the readership a little. Call it vanity. But it does make me feel good to know that someone is reading what I'm writing.
Here's the link to that first post.
There was a time when, if you were to google search for the movie line quoted at the bottom of that first post, my blog was the first hit. Now it's been bumped to number 8, or something like that.
Every once in a while I look to see what searches have brought people to my blog. There are a couple that I see routinely. In fact, if you were to google "Podunk, Iowa", "Fwah Grah" or "Did you know the hole's only natural enemy is the pile?" I would be the first hit for each. The one about the eternal struggle between hole and pile leads to one of the funniest posts I think I've ever written, so that's kind of rewarding.

Lately I've gotten a lot of hits from "Joe Maddon, Manager of the Year" (where I'm number 4 or 5), "Thank Cod All Nighty" (courtesy of my comments section) and, a couple weeks ago, there were a number of people searching for "Matthew B. Novak, killed". Because apparently a man who shares my name was killed in New Jersey. I felt kind of sad. If anyone gets directed to this page as a result, my deepest sympathies.

I also get a lot of hits from people searching for information on Wabasso, cornhole (I hope the game, not the... other type), the Bobby's World theme song, and, on rare occasion, the intertwining of law and morality. Oh, and a bunch from my song quotes. It's a pretty interesting bunch of links that lead people to my page.
Another of the funniest posts I ever put up: a summary of my life up until the time I turned 25.
Probably the most important post I've ever put up was the abortion treatise. If you've never read it, check it out. My views have nuanced some since I wrote it, but I think it's a great starting point for anyone honestly considering the question of when we need to start protecting life. It's a bit philosophical (and essentially non-religious) so it's not for everyone. But I'm still proud of it.
A new subheading to the blog, this time courtesy of Patric.
Patric, I'm stealing your thing about Dr. Archpope to put on my blog.
The most hits I ever had in a day was exactly 1,000. Batgirl linked to me that day, and it was a wonderful feeling. If I recall correctly, that was my post about Brad Radke's last outing. Not really my best work, but I meant what I wrote. Radke's wife seemed to appreciate it at least, and that made me really glad. I still miss Radke.

I also still miss Kirby Puckett. This post was some of my best work. I even got it quoted on ESPN.com. Another of my blogging highlights. My Twins material seems to get linked to from time to time, usually just on other Twins' blogs, but I'll take it where I can get it.

I've actually written quite a bit about the Twins on this blog. So much in fact that I went ahead and started my own Twins blog. It's linked to on the sidebar there. It's written anonymously, and I'll be in character when I write it. The goal will be to be over the top, with some humor and some emotion. It's been largely inactive since the end of the Twins' season, but it'll be up and running soon enough. Probably with weekly posts in the off-season, and near daily posts during the next summer of baseball.
Alright, that's enough of the links. (But if anyone has any more favorites, you should feel free to mention them in the comments section...). I encourage you to check them out when you get the chance. And feel free to pass this blog around to your friends and family. Blogging is a real treat for me. It's opened up a whole new world of friends, people with blogs of their own, and we've formed a pretty cool little community. We're a small bunch, but I really enjoy reading their entries, and I appreciate their feedback on mine. Much of my family started their own blogs after I began Philosofickle, and it's been a great way to keep up with them, to get a more intimate view of their lives, that I would otherwise miss out on. Frankly, blogging has been really good for me.

I do worry that some day I might have to deal with some of the things I've written on here being taken out of context, or otherwise distorted, but I'll cross that bridge when I come to it. For now, I'm young, trying to figure life out, and when I've got an idea, I want to throw it out there. I don't embrace everything I write on this blog, and I'm always willing to fix any mistakes in thinking or judgment that I might make. I never mean to step on toes or offend, and if I ever do, I'm always happy to set things straight. The real goal of this blog is to make me a better person; a better writer, a better thinker, a better humorist, a better communicator. And if anyone else gets entertained or educated or enlightened on the way, well, that's an awesome bonus. So a big thank you to all of you who have contributed to this blog with your comments and support. Keep it up!
Alright, enough self-indulgence. On to the worthwhile part of this post:

Ben had commented in the previous post that, "one of these days you're going to be commenting on how the noise of people tearing down the building around you is really interfering with your meetings with clients." And though they aren't yet tearing down the building around me, tearing down the building next door has already had this effect. Though it wasn't so much the noise...

You see, the client I had in my office was deaf (and mute). I was sitting with my back to the window, he facing it, and we were writing back and forth to each other during our interview. I was busy writing something down to share with him when the demolition crew started their work. Since he had no other way of warning me, the client dove across the desk to grab me, a look of absolute horror on his face, as the power shovel came barreling towards us. It stopped, as it usually had, just a couple of feet from my window, and landed a solid thud on the outer wall of the building next door, sending a large section of brick tumbling in all directions. The client looked at me, wide eyed, gave a couple of deliberate blinks, and ripped the paper from my hands to furiously write the questions, "Are they crazy? Why didn't they set up a barrier?"

I just shrugged my shoulders. What could I say? I was scribbling notes to a deaf man in an attempt to save his apartment while just feet away a demolition crew sent bricks flying toward my office. This is my life.

Time is relentless
And as the past disappears
We're on the verge of all things new


empeterson said...

See, you're song quote really should have been "You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you, don't you, don't you?"

Seriously, I think I maybe have 3 people who read my blog.

Quinn said...

Fantastic blog...while Prairie Home Companion is a good link to the SJU years, you now act as bridge to Collegeville and my youth, all 14 years of it, spent right where you are. Good stuff.

Matthew B. Novak said...

Quinn -

"All 14 years of it."? Doesn't that leave about 4 years unaccounted for?

Where exactly did you live when you lived out here?

patric said...

I know I came up with the idea of Dr. Archpope, but danged if i remember how, why, or when.

Wait... was it for my highschool reunion (i spelled it as one word just for you).

Matthew B. Novak said...

That's exactly what it was from.

Quinn said...

Yup...they weren't lost, though. 14 in MD, 4 in UT, 4 in MN, 1 in Puerto Rico, 2 in Portland/Yakima, the rest here in Eastern WA. Anyway, you link 18 years more or less of my past. It's valuable to me. Once again, keep it up.

Ben said...

Okay, I'm starting to think that the demolition crew is engaging in unsafe practices and your office should complaint to...someone.

Matthew B. Novak said...

One of my co-workers returned from a conference today and had pretty much the same thought. I suggested that instead we might actually owe them for the fact that they didn't set up a barrier because they've provided so many hours of entertainment. Watching the demolition crew is an awful lot of fun.

Ben said...

It's all fun and games until somebody loses an eye.

Also, the word verification is "Wingor", which sounds like a cartoon villain from the '80s.