Celebrate! Brevity is 2 years old today. I even baked a cake:
They say we mold our children into our own image, right? (Sadly, that's not my effort. It's a very convenient contribution to the 2 year anniversary of Engadget. Photo pilfered from Slashfood.)
To my readers out there who are parents, I ask your advice. What once was cute in Brevity is now less so. Brevity's at that toddler age now, and a bit of a brat at that. Will I soon become annoyed with Brevity? Is it time to start thinking about a new blog? That way it will all be fresh and new again. I feel like Frances McDormand in Raising Arizona, who kept having new kids when her existing kids were too big to cuddle.
P.S. I'm actually NOT the type of person who would refer to his blog as his baby. I reserve the term for human infants, biological or adopted, or maybe a tiny monkey in a diaper.
55 Fiction Friday will catch up once the taxes are filed.
Story forthcoming. I have ideas and everything.