On crap! How lame am I with the blogging thing. The server it lived on crashed and was completely replaced months ago. Did I notice my blog was gone? Do Teabaggers have a clue? (No and no).
Did I realize that my blog was toast even after I couldn’t retrieve the database files for the other blogs that were on the machine? Seriously. Where the heck was my brain?
It’s back up now and on a better server. And there are database backups. Even your personal stuff should be backed up. Make a note.
So, I’m vowing to blog and blog plenty. Does it matter if I gather an Ashton Kutcher-esque following? Nope. As another blogger I read (Coding Horror) says:
“For example, I don’t care if anyone reads what I write here. I’m writing to satisfy myself first and foremost. If others read it and benefit from it, fantastic — that’s a welcome side effect. If I worry about who is reading, why they’re reading, or if anyone is even reading at all, I’d be too paralyzed to write! That’d be the least productive outcome of all.”
I agree whole-heartedly. I’m going to write and write and do art and get, presumably, get better.