I returned home from work to discover a surprise party in full swing to celebrate the blog’s first birthday.
I was thrilled to find so many of the people who have helped make this blog such a success on hand to party like blog stars!
Mayor Cheese, who I hope will become the next Governor of Maine around this time next year, brought 365 Big Macs to commemorate the days of this blog’s existence.
His campaign manager and good friend Zeus brought the Greek God of Social Media to my home for the very first time.
Seamus, Maine’s only Leprechauns, was on the kitchen table singing the Notre Dame Fight Song at the top of his lungs.
My Werewolf friends, in human form since it’s not the full moon, stood on the stairs and howled at the top of their lungs every time someone entered the house.
My Alien pals were up on the roof giving UFO rides to local kids, while Gary the Gargoyle and The Flying Monkeys chased after the spacecraft.
Best of all, perhaps, was that The House on the Hill was decorated in a Survivor Maine theme. There was snow everywhere, which Waltzing Matilda assured me was “magic snow” that wouldn’t ruin anything and would disappear with the snap of her fingers. Torches lined the walls. Tribal councils were held every half hour, and every time, Seamus was voted off the party. The little guy ignored the vote and continued to sing.
What a great thing to come home to, Modern Philosophers. Wish you could all be here to join in the fun. I honestly had no clue that this little blog would grow so quickly and attract so many amazing readers.
Thank you all! If I end up getting in the DeLorean later and going for a ride into the past, I’ll make sure I do everything with this blog exactly the same!