There’s something about the big numbers. The round numbers, like 500. They automatically demand attention.
And there’s something in me that makes me want to make something like this 500th blog entry here on Buller’s Back Porch be Something Special. Which in turn leads to me battling my twin demons of perfectionism and procrastination. Since it’s gotta be Something Special, I fret about the topic, the writing, and the timing of the post. But since it’s supposed to be a casual blog (back porch, don’t ya know? not even formal enough for the front veranda), I get caught up in how to make this particular post Something Special. And that leads to procrastinating the whole thing a little while longer.
As a Deadhead, I’m amused at my parallel with the Dead playing the Big Shows or the Big Holidays. They’re legendary for “blowing the big ones,” as they have frequently noted. They played Woodstock — not that much of anyone remembers due to staging difficulties that marred the set.
So, I’ve been pondering what to do for this post for the last several days. I doodled something for post #400, displaying images representing some of my most frequent topics. I considered a round-up of links to extremes: the oldest and newest posts, the most viewed and the “never-noticed,” longest and shortest posts. But none of those really thrilled me.
Of course, it hit the point where my procrastination became the main obstacle. Starting several days ago, I started each day wondering what, if anything, I might post to fill in the blank numbered 500. I’d love to say I was too busy to write anything, but that was hardly the case. No, it was matter of too many options and searching for the Perfect Topic. Should it be new? a review of prior posts? a forecast for the future? a road map forward?
You know what? Nuts to all that. This is my back porch. I’m the only person who can pressure me, I’m the only one who can stop me from simply posting something simple.
Like this. See? Nothing to it. And now it’s done. Back to relaxing on the back porch, or better yet, in my little back yard getaway, “Alan’s Alcove.”
I’ll see y’all on post #501 — whenever that happens and whatever it’s about.