I originally had intentions of doing M and S tonight, but the Ms really took the fight out of me. It was all I could do to squeeze in Os as originally scheduled and still write a normal post before midnight.
In honor of the nine-thousand and fifty-two mommy blogs i read in the Ms, i actually performed some baking, because i have finally convinced myself that the cookie dough is tastier baked* than raw.
* where baked does not equal microwaved into a smoking heap
Let the games begin.
MitMoi stole my heart in the first week, before the other Ms ever had a chance. Aside from luring me in with a great modern parable, she has the power to write with confidence about any topic, turning it into an amusing, personal adventure. Behold: a visit from the electrician, neighborly kitchen mishaps, or perhaps driving in towns with one traffic light.
MLarson refers to his blog as “A Coincidence of Diversions,” and he’s entirely right – every link in every post has the potential to lead you down another rabbit hole. Try David Foster Wallace & Federer or Rogue’s Gallery of Spammers.
A great quote from MissPriss…
She talks about playing with a pot and a spoon, which made me remember grade school, where i assigned complex personalities to all of my pencils and would conduct soap operas on my desk with them whenever math got boring. Momnos posts a similar and hilariously charming version.
Midwest Geek explains what would happen if i joined a gym, and is generally a well-designed and fun blog. Melissa’s Blog shares an interesting study on what money semiotics (like $s) can do to a person’s behavior. Mama Blah Blah morphs a conversation about skin color with a pre-schooler into a serious discussion (sort of).
Blogging is beautiful because it proves that some other people, like NaBloPoMo failure Maliavale, are just as OCD as i am. If you replace the word deodorant in that post with lip-balm you will arrive at chez moi. (It’s a shame she failed – it’s good blog!) Missy’s Big Fish Stories points out that Turkey’s can reproduce asexually. I thought she had maybe been watching Jurassic Park and drinking a little Wild Turkey but, no, she’s right. Weird.
I’m always trying to peer-pressure girlfriend to do some photography (it was her major), because having a unique service-oriented skill is like a license to print small bills on the side. However, reading a post by Memoirs of a Mommy about her photography business i am reminded at just how hard it is to produce high quality work and to be taken seriously when you are working alone.
In the general achievement category of “i read a lot of it, but no specific post leaped out at me” we have More Mary (actually, her childhood journal was pretty funny), as well as Moot Point and Mocha Mommy, both of whom kept me giggling well into their archives. Also, to steal one from the Os, Over A Candle‘s writing was very strong.
O was such a delightfully small letter that I almost think I’ve done it already? Have i? Since i had been opening 25 blogs a pop on M, O only took two brief runs to complete, made all the briefer by the general lackadaisical nature of O-posts – they just didn’t offer a lot to latch on to.
My favorite O-post was this one about socks at Our Little Institution. Well, it’s half about socks, and half about the orgasmic joy of a good pedicure. Honestly, i’m a little obsessed with wanting to get various spa services like pedicures, facials, and mud baths, but it’s one of those semi-social service situations where i’m just too introverted to try it alone.
And with that we are down to a mere 391 blogs left to read, and slightly over 48 hours to read them in. Oh, and then to do a master link roundup of the very best NaBloPoMo blogs. Oh, and also to record six more songs. Oh, plus to write those last five posts i’ve been meaning to write.
I still can’t believe people are complaining about running out of things to do for NaBloPoMo! Newer readers, are you getting a sense of my serial over achievement yet?