injaynesworld we're feeling all "Warm and Fuzzy"...

Yours truly has received some very nice acknowledgements for my musings here at injaynesworld.    From Lucy and Jane at Four Jugs, I received the Gushy Blog Lovin’ Shout-Out of the Week, and from yet another Lucy of A Modern Day Ricky, this Lovely Blog Award.  

I’m truly stoked and humbled.  Now, don’t worry.  I’m not going to go all Sally Field on you.   But seriously, it’s really sort of nice because writing is kind of an arrogant thing to do when you think about it.    You put stuff down on paper (because I’m actually old enough to have really put stuff down on paper) and then you expect other people to read it and give a crap.   So any time someone leaves a comment or decides to publicly associate with me by placing their tiny heads in my side bar and declaring themselves one of my followers, I’m honestly excited about it.  Sad, you’re probably thinking.  The woman obviously has no life.   And you would be right...  But look at all the tiny heads I’ve collected in my side bar.  I know.  It is just a little Jeffrey Daimer-ish, isn’t it.   Still…

I often visit blogs that have hundreds of tiny heads.  One had over 1,000.  Imagine that!  I have to wonder what’re they giving away over there, free blow-jobs?   Most of those massively followed blogs seem to have a shtick, a gimmick, a target audience, while I, it would seem, am just a mish-mash of wherever my declining brain cells seem to happen to venture at any given moment.  I’ve written on everything from eloquent prose on cat poop to rants against right-wingnuts to my battles with junk mail to perfectly reasonable explanations for why I do not travel.     And yes, I am aware that making links out of those things to get you to visit other pages is shamefully manipulative, but please read them anyway.   My point, and eventually I will make one, is that I just like to write.  And writers really do need an audience.   So with all sincerity, thank you Four Jugs gals and A Modern Day Ricky’s Lucy, and everyone else who supports my addiction.  Because if a tree falls in the woods and no one’s around, it really doesn’t make a sound.