I sat at the computer this morning.
Mulling over what I wanted to share with you today.
When I clicked on New Post I saw a little number that completely freaked me out.
Not like Oh no I have waited until 4 am to pack for my trip.
Not like Oh no who got my DVDs out of ABC order.
But my freak was definitely on.
It was 94.
What was its significance?
It was the number of posts I have written.
I had no idea.
I am very close to 100.
Which means something special has to be done.
A celebration of sorts.
By me anyway.
So, I am asking you, my interpeeps.
What would you like to see on my 100th post?
Would you really like to know 100 more things about me?
I am not sure there is anything left to tell.
And what is left might just bore you to tears.
Would you like a little Q and A session?
I have to admit I am a little afraid of that one.
Afraid of what you might ask.
More afraid of how I might answer.
I am not good at thinking on my feet.
And responding with quick, concise, witty answers.
What about something different?
Something really creative.
Though I have no idea what that would be.
You all know how indecisive I am.
Please tell me what you would like to read.
I am leaving it in your hands.
Just make your decision quickly.
There is not much time.
And after this post... there is even less.