Used in a sentence: 'In celebration of the reality that 2019 marks the fact that I've been micro-blogging for (at least)10 years and counting ... let's take a look at the top 10 most viewed posts ... (of any of my blogs combined)."
Coming in at number 9 on that list ... something near the top of another countdown series I was doing (I do love me a countdown series) whereby I was using the Mayan Apocalypse that predicted the end of the world to occur on 12.21.12 in order to say things that I might not say except for the fact that the world was *maybe* ending. The specific post was a shout out to my Whitman brother Corey (who isn't even on the social media), that went as follows:
100 Things I've Always Wanted To Say But Never Did And Now Maybe Should Since The World Might Be Ending -->
Thing 6:
File this under love ya like a brother, man ... but Corey W, if Friday is the end (yep, it's down to six days so I can call it "Friday" and it is clear to everyone that I'm talking about the next [or is that the "last"] Friday that we'll all have together), then I won't get to see you again. So here's a toast to you (would that I could find Purple Passion -- that's the name of the celebratory drink when you won your wrestling matches, right? -- which was every time as you went undefeated, no?) and to the lifetime of events we somehow squeezed in to so few years. Here's to trips to the rockpile and frat house living at its finest (whether in the town house or next to Big Bertha herself) with all that that entailed, but most importantly -- here's to you for the way you accepted me into the family. The parties have come and gone, but the memories are as if they were just yesterday, and the bond -- well that's for a lifetime. For all that we've been through ... here's to you!
#9 MOST VIEWED POST IN THE LAST 10 YEARS OF MICRO-BLOGGING:
