Come on, Dang it, I Need Another Witty Title

1 Aug


Being selected for the front page of WordPress = aaaaawesome. Or, I should say I was “freshly pressed.” (I can’t stress enough how perfect a name that is, I’m going to say it out loud to myself: Freshly Pressed. Love it!!)

Oh, and what a bonus being selected on a Friday and staying on the front page for three straight days. Amazing.

Obviously, this is great. Any blogger would kill for this kind of unexpected traffic, right? Yep, as soon as I figured out that my post was featured, I thought: Okay, this is it, I’m peaking right here and now and I will never again have this many people reading what I write…it’s all downhill from here…life sucks, and I mean it completely blows…I might as well hang it up, slide the damn dictionary back into place on the bookshelf.

Oh, and I also crack under pressure. I feel pressure to write superbly now, beyond what I’m capable of. Every word I write, including that last one, and that last one, and those last four, oh crap, I can’t keep up with my ineptitude. Every word is wrong or at least out of place. I must be perfeeeeeect.

Anyway, thanks to all who visited and left one of the several dozen great, encouraging, enlightening comments. I read every one and I want to reply to every one. I now know, without a doubt, that I am not a wuss for crying. You all even say that I’m more of a man for showing my emotions, and, you know what, I’m not going to argue with you.

So with this new knowledge I tried to cry during “Cats & Dogs: The Revenge of Kitty Galore,” but couldn’t shoot out a single tear. I was ready to stand up, rip the 3D glasses from my soggy face, and declare to the crowd: I’m a man, goshdarnit, and I can cry if I need to. I’ll just say that if you are a cop and you really love your canine partner (and butt-sniffing jokes), you will be a total tear fountain during this movie.

Still, it served its purpose: it entertained the girls. Ainsley, who is 5, even selected it as her favorite of the three flicks we watched last week. Chloe, 10, couldn’t pick a favorite; I picked “Ramona and Beezus.” I think we’ll take a break from the movies for awhile.

Well, time to publish this “freshly ignored” post. I found this to help others make it to “freshly pressed.” And now that I know how much fun it is, know what the requirements are, and actively try to accomplish it, I know sure as sh*! that it will never happen again.


4 Responses to “Come on, Dang it, I Need Another Witty Title”

  1. emiliem August 1, 2010 at 9:53 pm #

    Thanks for the tip on FRESHLY PRESSED. I hope to someday make it there. You can borrow my best-titled post “Hey baby! Look at my butt!”

    It is a great bikeseat btw!

  2. Jeremy Lebor August 3, 2010 at 5:26 pm #

    Listen… don’t under estimate the power and achievement of getting ‘freshly pressed’ – well done you! – We are all envious (in a good way!)

    As for title… as echoed by emieliem above, you can borrow one of mine too… ‘Love is the only kind of fire, not covered by insurance!”

    Keep on writing… great stuff!

  3. sunshinediary August 4, 2010 at 8:54 am #

    I’m also pretty sure you’ll make it there another time as well, but hey, for now, cheer up and be happy for the fact that you were there 🙂 I like the way you write, and I think you have all chances to get back on the “freshly pressed” 🙂


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