Behold! Monkeys!


Actually, sorry to disappoint, but there will be no monkeys in this post. I, as much as any of you, long for more monkeys here at Thmusings, but alas, not today. Instead there is just me me me and more me. This is precisely what fate I was repelled by when I first began work on this blog (that it would be all about me).

But the way I see it, your blog is all about you, and reading about me must be a refreshing change. I know I certainly get a kick out of it.


  1. Yes, my blog is all about me, but so is editorgirl's, and Tolkien Boy's, and Melyngoch's, and Edgy Killer Bunny's, and Foxy J's, and even the blogs of random strangers I've never met. Jump on the bandwagon, dude.

  2. And, um, you have yet to appear naked on your blog. Not that I'm requesting it, because, frankly, I'm not, but I just wanted to point it out.

  3. .

    Look closely at the photo to the right of this post.

    Do you see any clothes?

    (Glasses don't count.)

  4. I was going to mention how everyone's blog is about Fobby, but he already did, so now I can't. His brazen acknowledgment leads me to think we should start an uprising where our blogs are no longer about him. We should choose a new master. Three cheers for rebellion! Hip hip hooray! Hip hip hooray! Hip hip hooray!

  5. All the more reason to blog about me. Get back to work, subjects.