Today marks WFME’s 3-Year Anniversary.
That’s right. On August 27th, 2003 — yours truly posted his first post ever and the rest was history. And while the site has morphed from its early days of personal stories and anecdotes about my own life into a daily repository for randomness and humor — what most people will find surprising is that the origins of Words For My Enjoyment stemmed out of a situation so surprising, it would cause you to stand up and exclaim something like, “Wow, that’s a situation I find awfully surprising.”
Yes, before long you’ll realize that WFME is just a joke.
It was early August of 2003 when blogging was just starting to take hold of the left and the right coast of America. The middle of the country was still unsure if a “blog” was a wooden stake or an incoherent mumbling of someone with Tourette’s syndrome. Nonetheless, I found myself having drinks with a particularly tech-savvy friend who was fully versed on the “next big thing” in online publishing.
Yes, it was blogging.
After fully grasping the concept of an online portal through which I could communicate with dozens (nay, hundreds) of readers on a bi-minutely basis, my so-called friend turned the conversation towards something that would forever change my life. And it would go a little something like this:
Friend: “So, I’ll bet you that you can’t blog almost every single day for the next three years.”
Me: “Why would I bet you something like that? That’s an insane amount of work.”
Friend: “Because if you can do it… If you can fake your way through blogging for that long, I’ll give you some kind of monetary reward. But it has to be a total joke that you keep to yourself. Everything you do on the blog, everything you say… every single post — all for the bet.”
Me: “For how much money?”
Friend: “Twenty bucks.”
Friend: “Of course.”
Back in 2003, before all these wars and disasters and what not — twenty bucks in cash was a pretty sweet deal. And so, I accepted the challenge and set out to blog. Nonstop. For three years. Barring a few days over those first few months, I was able to post every single day for the last three years without fail.
But it was all a joke.
Every post. Every comment. Every single word. All a joke. All for cash. All for a silly little bet. All with the final prize set in my sights — twenty dollars in cash.
Now that the bet is over and I’ve already received my cash prize (I got it yesterday and spent it immediately on half a meal at my local Mexican dive restaurant), I wanted to let all the WFME readers know that from here on forward, this blog will no longer be a joke. No longer will the posts and the comments and the words be written to fulfill a thirty-six month long bet. No longer will my motivation be cold hard cash. From here on out, I’ll be blogging to blog.
Unless someone bets me $40 bucks I can’t make it to six years.
Know that the only reason I’m revealing this today, mere hours after my three year anniversary, is that I wanted to come clean and let everyone know that the blog you’ve been reading for the last three years wasn’t really being written by the real me. It was being written by a guy trying to win some money by putting together a faux-blog. Now that the bet has been fulfilled, I’ll continue forward with the kind of posts I really have wanted to write all these years.
In an attempt to give you some insight into what WFME is about to become, please peruse some of these post titles, which I have been holding back on posting until the bet was over:
A Family History of Surgical Mishaps
Nature, With Respect To Endangered Species
A Detailed Look At Black Holes
Crown Molding In 25 Easy Steps
An Essay On Why I Hate My Life
A List of My Recent Tax Deductions
Jealousy & Rage, A Poem
A Love Letter To Nick Drake
Childhood Lost: Innocence in the 90’s
A Reprint of My College Thesis on Feminist Cinema of the 60’s
…and much much more!
I hope this virtual format change (not unlike a radio station going from Top 40 to Country) will be acceptable to the readers of WFME. But “pretending” to write a blog just for a bet has honestly gone on too far. It’s time to get back to who I really am and let the dam loose, so to speak.
Thanks for everyone’s surprising support over the last three years, and I hope you’ll stick around for what’s bound to be a rollicking good time here at WFME. Don’t forget to swing by tomorrow as I will be spending some time discussing just how painful surgery can be when you wake up in the middle of it thanks to a really horrible anesthesiologist.