The Crib Turns Five Today!

Five years ago on August 25, 2004 Cliff's Crib was born. Today's post is going to be one of the few times you ever read any self glossing by yours truly. I had a chance to be on a national radio show. I've been on a few panels with some very smart people. I had an article printed in a newspaper. I also have gotten the chance to meet and become friends with some cool people around the country I never would have met otherwise. I have to say, this internet thing is a pretty cool invention. Thank you Al Gore!

I would love to tell everyone that this blogging stuff started with a purpose but I would be lying. I didn't have any agenda or desire for my voice to be heard. The truth is that when I started doing this it had been years since I put more than two sentences together to make a complete thought. I had no idea what to say or how to say it. I still don't know what the hell I am doing most of the time. I think I have gotten a little bit better. I know I did because I went back and looked at some of the post from the first few months and they sucked. That was my experimental time. Since people actually read this I had to come up with some basic rules to follow.

1. Don't take yourself or this blog too seriously.
2. Don't say anything about anyone that you can't back up in court.
3. Don't quote any facts that you can't prove. (There will be no death panels here.)
4. Never write about anything that jeopardizes your real job. Try not to write anything at work when you should be working. (Even though I just wrote this)
5. Always pay your internet bill.

One day I am going to have a week with no visitors, no comments, no emails, and everyone is going to remove my link from their page. That's the day I got to shut down The Crib. I won't be mad and start cursing the names of other successful blogs either. Anything at this point is just lagniappe for me because this has all worked out pretty well for something that was started just to pass the time.

For our anniversary here at The Crib we are going to dance to some Bobby Womack because that's how we get down. My baby would tell you this is the song that makes her look at her daddy like he's insane when he sings it on the way to school and tries to make her do the Ninth Ward Two Step from her booster seat.