Since posting fiction over the weekend traffic on this blog has skyrocketed. Not where I expected to see a spike either like in the Outer Hebrides where John is a faithful reader, nor in Japan where my words are examined for hidden meaning. No, two groups have rallied to the cause, truck drivers and residents of the Benelux countries where this reporter once resided on Avenue du Brocqueville in Brussels. I know I posted something about the aqueducts in Luxembourg months ago when I was kidding around about the Archduchy, but wow what a turnout from the Netherlands. Yes, the Romans have invaded California, ask any gearjammer on Siskiyou Summit.
Dry cleaners, Canadians, our friends in El Salvador, those of you tuning in from Australia, Singapore, Chile, hey this is like that Steve Miller song…Tacoma, Philadelphia…Ghana. Welcome.
You know I was thinking of posting some original poetry, something of a gaffe in my culture, but as we shape and refine our knowledge of who reads this blog, I realize that those of you outside the United States wouldn’t know that, would you? Dry cleaning professionals are probably neutral on poetry, i’m guessing, but I do worry about alienating the growing fan base in Brazil. Here are some tips for enjoying One More Bite of the Apple:
A friend of mine recently journeyed by train from Seattle to Portland wearing a sports jacket, wool trousers and a Viking helmet ( traditional style). My suggestion is when reading this blog, wear a Viking helmet, unless you work at a job where that might raise eyebrows. If you are a Viking or work from home, what are you waiting for?