Awww, look at me. I've got the super cool 70s shag hair & hipster colored clothes going on but I don't know what's up with that smile. That's a cross between a smile and a "yeah, right, and monkeys fly out of my butt" sort of face. I think I was about 10 or 11 in this picture. Around that age I had an autograph book. Does anyone remember those? They were small books of blank pages and you had friends and family and the postman and whoever sign it.
The big trend in my glory days was to write your note in a circle. That way the person reading it would have to spin their book around and around. I was a master at spiral writing. You could almost tell how popular a person was by the numbers of autographs they had collected. My book was fairly full thankyouverymuch.
My blog is another story. It pains me to look at my followers bar and see that 4 whole people admit to reading my stories. I follow quite a few blogs and some of those people have 400+ followers! Now, I know that I'm not the most talented writer in the world, but I think some of my tales are amusing. They're all true and if you look at the stupidity in most of them you're bound to have a chuckle or two.