I'm often humbled by the sheer number of people who e-mail me regularly asking me to please post here on a more frequent basis.
Being only human, I have to admit that this flattery often feeds the small part of my ego not already being nourished by my overinflated sense of self-esteem and narcissism. Really? You like me? Oh goody!
But as you can probably tell, I don't really write here because I want to be popular. If anything, I think I'd actually prefer a little more anonymity.
Why?
When you're young, all you care about is having lots of friends. Then, as you mature, you realize there are much more important things in life---like having lots of friends who are less successful than you are.
Just kidding.
I think.
I might have to get back to you on that one.
Anyway, in all seriousness, I admit that this blog has a certain amount of internet-induced popularity that I'm slightly conflicted about it. On the one hand, I don't give a shit about what other people think of me but, on the other hand, I'd really like to be remembered as the guy who didn't care what other people thought of him. I like to call this the "Fonzie Dilemma."
Anyway, part of the reason that I don't blog more regularly is because I don't want this blog to become too popular. As I look around the internet, I see a lot of bloggers who are more overexposed than George Hamilton slathered in baby oil lying on a bed of aluminum foil under a magnifying glass at high noon in Palm Springs. Their constant self-promotion leaves me feeling a little nauseated by the whole thing.
I don't want to be one of those people whose lives becomes obsessed with blogging. I'll never be one who posts every day, comments on hundreds of blogs, and falsely assumes that quantity can trump quality. Traffic and popularity don't mean that much to me.
I just like hanging out with you guys and shooting the shit.
Anyway, I would like to start posting here a little more frequently. It's just that things have been, as the kids say, "mad crazy." I'm watching my portfolio shrink so quickly that I picture myself spending my retirement greeting people at Wal-Mart. I'm cleaning my apartment so I can see more than 10 square feet of space at any given time. I'm cursing the fact that I bought a car that gets 12 mpg. I'm subsisting solely on meat and cheese. I'm weaning myself off coffee. I'm catching up on 3 months worth of personal e-mails. I'm purposefully losing daily games of Candyland while teaching my daughter how to tie her shoes. And I'm reading five books simultaneously while trying to figure out whether I should keep watching "Fringe," "The Mentalist," "My Own Worst Enemy," and "The Sarah Connor Chronicles."
Oh yeah...I'm also ruminating on the fact that I turned 40 last week!
More importantly, what's up with all of you?
Happy 40th birthday, MD! You rock.
Posted by: Estelle | November 12, 2008 at 02:53 PM
Who are you talking about?
COME VISIT MY BLOG!
Posted by: Backpacking Dad | November 12, 2008 at 02:54 PM
I'm with you, MD. There are a few blogs that I used to like but I stopped reading because they were posting so frequently that the writing suffered and the blogs became mundane recitations of their daily life. You may not post frequently but your posts are always awesome.
Posted by: Trish | November 12, 2008 at 03:00 PM
Vote for Black Hockey Jesus!
Posted by: Black Hockey Jesus | November 12, 2008 at 03:01 PM
I've learned that when it comes to daddy blogging nobody cares what you write as long as there is a picture of your adorable kid.
Posted by: Aaron | November 12, 2008 at 03:04 PM
Happy 40th. I think you're officially too old for the internet.
Posted by: Rattling the Kettle | November 12, 2008 at 03:14 PM
Welcome to the 40's, homes!
What is the MCMDM (mad crazy MetroDad mobile) anyway?
Posted by: JJ Daddy-O | November 12, 2008 at 03:17 PM
I've been away for a while (sorry! missyou!) so I've caught up. You've been busy. Glad things are going well. We're just chugging along over here. Theo's about to start crawling and I just got a new job. Other than that nothing much. Oh the exciting life we lead! :-) Happy birthday again!
Posted by: samantha jo campen | November 12, 2008 at 03:22 PM
"I'm cleaning my apartment so I can see more than 10 square feet of space at any given time."
"I'm subsisting solely on meat and cheese."
"And I'm reading five books simultaneously while trying to figure out whether I should keep watching 'Fringe,' 'The Mentalist,' 'My Own Worst Enemy,' and 'The Sarah Connor Chronicles.'"
See, this is what I like about you. Even though you're a daddy blogger, we have so many things in common.
Forty gives you plenty of time for that portfolio to bounce back. I wouldn't worry about it unless we're still in a depression when The Peanut starts driving.
Posted by: Ten Feet of Steel | November 12, 2008 at 03:22 PM
Hey MD,
Happy birthday from someone who turned 40 in September. Quite the milestone.
I can relate to your situation. To be honest, I blog simply because it give me a respite from my hectiv life. It forces me to take a few minutes to disconnect and organize my thoughts. It's theraputic. And, as you know, at our age therapy is just what the doctor ordered.
Here's to our next 40!
All the best
Posted by: A Dad's Life | November 12, 2008 at 03:23 PM
Happy Birthday MD!
Posted by: Pamela | November 12, 2008 at 03:24 PM
Happy Birthday. Here's my present:
The Fringe - possibly
The Mentalist - more than likely
My Own Worst Enemy - I certainly hope so
The Sarah Connor Chronicles - definitely not
Happy Shit-shooting...
Posted by: Heather | November 12, 2008 at 03:32 PM
for what it's worth: not typically a blognoscenti-stalkerazzi type, I dreamnt about you last night. It was horrible: no sex, and I was twisted in knots over what to offer you to drink- I saw only non-alcoholic "ale" in the dream fridge.
Posted by: sarah | November 12, 2008 at 03:36 PM
Happy Belated Birthday, MD! I'm a huge fan of your blog....witty, hilarious and very well-written. I love it! Would love to hear your perspective on the election if you have time.
Posted by: Lezlie | November 12, 2008 at 03:37 PM
Did you know that Wal-mart greeters are actually under cover security?
They're not looking for the people who come in the in doors they're looking for the people who go out the in doors.
But they're sure an affable group.
Posted by: PAPA | November 12, 2008 at 03:47 PM
I'm with you on the whole anonymity thing. I use my blog as a place for me to vent or share the randomness that I think or see. Happy Birthday MetroDad! You kick ass.
Posted by: TJ | November 12, 2008 at 03:47 PM
You can post once a day or once a month and I'll still come by to poke fun at you. It's habit at this point. You are one of the oldest Bloggers I know. Oh, that didn't come out quite right. Happy birthday MD!
Me: I had a third kid, he's almost 8 weeks old now. I spend my days just looking at him.
Posted by: Issa | November 12, 2008 at 04:06 PM
Oh I almost forgot. Keep watching The Mentalist, screw the rest and add in Top Chef, which starts tonight.
Posted by: Issa | November 12, 2008 at 04:07 PM
happy birthday and all...weaning yourself off coffee? how will you live? How will you get through the day!?! Now excuse me, my hands are shaking and I need a (at least a) shot of espresso.
Posted by: 6th Floor Blogger | November 12, 2008 at 04:13 PM
Happy Birthday MD! Hearing you shooting the shit is the best 5 min of my work day. You say it exactly how it is and I hope to be as good of a parent as you one day.
Posted by: lb | November 12, 2008 at 04:42 PM
You don't want to be popular? You're like the gorgeous girl with the big boobs who wants to be loved for her brains. Sorry dude. Deal with it, you are beloved. Happy birthday, heard it was "bitchin'"
Posted by: Gray Matter | November 12, 2008 at 04:44 PM
HAPPY belated BIRTHDAY!
I stopped drinking coffee about a year ago, and had monster lie-on-the-sofa-in-a-fetal-position headaches on days 2, 3 and 4. (although I was only drinking one cup a day before that). It was worth it. So good luck with that. (Accupuncture or Reiki can help if you are interested in that sort of thing)
I often don't post because I feel uninspired and/or I have no time but your reason is way more refined, so that will be my excuse from now on...
Posted by: beyond | November 12, 2008 at 04:51 PM
Word. I wrote a fairly well-regarded Veterans Day post and then had way too much to drink at Coldplay and a gay karaoke bar. Otherwise, not a damned thing.
Posted by: muskrat | November 12, 2008 at 05:23 PM
Word. I wrote a fairly well-regarded Veterans Day post and then had way too much to drink at Coldplay and a gay karaoke bar. Otherwise, not a damned thing.
Posted by: muskrat | November 12, 2008 at 05:24 PM
Happy 40 and all, but are you sure you aren't enabling your daughter by letting her win all the time in Candyland? What happens when she grows up and learns that Candyland is not as easy to win in real life? I say, kick her butt in Candyland a few times as tough love.
Posted by: Neil | November 12, 2008 at 05:30 PM
As a fellow 40-year-old, welcome to the club! Long time reader and admirer of not only your writing skills but also your whole perspective on life.
Posted by: Jake | November 12, 2008 at 05:36 PM
I'm sure you'll look great in that little blue vest.
Posted by: Captain Dumbass | November 12, 2008 at 06:10 PM
The sad thing is, I need coffee to do most of the things on your to do list. You are a man among men to do so without caffeine. Happy belated birthday.
Posted by: karla | November 12, 2008 at 06:20 PM
Hey, Happy belated! You don't look a day over 39! Kidding, you've got the asian blessing - you look very young.
Ah, TV talk. My Own Worst Enemy is surprisingly entertaining, although Holy Hairline, Batman! I recommend NCIS as well. I already know you are a House fan, one of the best shows around.
Posted by: Linda | November 12, 2008 at 06:26 PM
"more overexposed than George Hamilton slathered in baby oil lying on a bed of aluminum foil under a magnifying glass at high noon in Palm Springs".
Sheer. Poetry.
Reason #2,837 of Why People Crave More Metro Dad.
Posted by: Maternal Mirth | November 12, 2008 at 07:02 PM
Happy belated birthday! I just turned 30 on the 3rd. But I'll still call you oppa instead of ah-juh-shi. :)
As for me, I'm currently vacationing in Hong Kong with my almost-5-year-old, Isaac. You blogged a while back about the importance of traveling and how one should just hop on a plane and "just do it" sometimes. I looked at my pitiful stampless passport and decided now that I'm an old lady of 30 years, I too can "just do it." And I dragged Isaac with me so I could blame the 100 pounds of dim sum on the table on him.
Do you have much experience with Hong Kong? If so, I'd love some tips. I'm here until Sunday.
Posted by: Julie | November 12, 2008 at 07:06 PM
Rough problem to have - too much love. That said, I am always happy to see your posts.
Nothing much happening out my way. Except that I'm pregnant. With twins.
Posted by: nonlineargirl | November 12, 2008 at 07:52 PM
I know what you mean about the blogger overexposure. I think everyone is secretly hoping for a book deal. Sadly, most blogs aren't very well written so the writers try to compensate for it with sheer quantity. Then again, everyone has their own reason for blogging so "to each his own."
Posted by: Lisa K. | November 12, 2008 at 07:56 PM
As one of those who has written to you begging for more frequent posting, I still say "WRITE MORE, PLEASE!"
Posted by: Jasmine | November 12, 2008 at 07:58 PM
Happy belated for last week MD!
Amen for life being crazy - attempting to start a blog but I'm in my final year before entering 'the Real World' so I never seem to have any time.
Hope the Candyland, cleaning, meat and cheese eating go well for you!
I'm happy whenever I get a chance to read your blog! (no pressure!)
Posted by: NurseRachett | November 12, 2008 at 09:10 PM
God how you've hit the nail on the head. I'd rather be known as a quality blogger than a pervasive one. I know when I see you've posted that I'll read something smart and funny and poignant - or something that will make me ball my eyes out. No matter, I'm clicking over.
Blogs lose quality faster than our homes lose their value. I've witnessed it and there are many blogs I ignore because of it. Do they care? No. But I'm too busy for bullshit unless it's my own or my kids.
A little silliness now and then? Gratuitous Peanut photos on occasion? You betcha. Like everything else, blogs gotta have balance, babe.
Posted by: Amy Nathan | November 12, 2008 at 09:16 PM
I'm 23, single, Irish-American, have no kids, have never traveled anywhere, and live in the Midwest. We couldn't have less in common, MD, but you're one of my favorite bloggers. I love coming over here and hearing your stories. Sometimes you make me laugh. Sometimes you make me cry. But you always make me think.
The thing I love the most about your blog is that you seem to genuinely like people and enjoy the community of blogging. Unlike a lot of other bloggers, I never got the sense that you're trying to be some huge blogger. You write when you want and when you've got something to say.
I hope you never stop.
Posted by: Maryanne | November 12, 2008 at 09:56 PM
I'm sorry, who are you again? hahahah I kid. The husband turned 42 on the 9th. He went to go shoot hoops with some of the Dad's at beck's school and came home bragging. The next day he went into work limping. So what did he prove? That HE'S FORTY-TWO. I told him. I just think that he didn't believe me. I hope you guys celebrated in high still. I might still have some pint glasses from two years ago that say "40 is the New 20" I'll scratch out "Sander" and write in "Pierre" for you. xo
Posted by: Xdm | November 12, 2008 at 10:02 PM
I'm sorry, but if you don't want to be popular, you're going to have to stop writing posts like this.
Do you have any idea how many people shared this in Google Reader?
Next time try "I had tuna for lunch. Mmmm. Tuna and mayo. And not Miracle Whip. Mayo."
That might go over better. Or, um, worse.
Posted by: Miss Britt | November 12, 2008 at 10:13 PM
Happy 40th, MD! Hope you kicked off your 40's with a bang.
Posted by: Jesse | November 12, 2008 at 10:38 PM
Ah doo buhlieve when your arthur-itic fingers can get back on track and type some freakin' blogs, we'll all be happier.
Posted by: JJ Daddy Baby Momma | November 12, 2008 at 10:54 PM
As usual, in your own inimitable way, you've put up yet another smart, witty, funny, poignant, and well-written post.
And you wonder why we all enjoy coming here?
Happy 40th. Damn, you're old!
Posted by: bradley | November 12, 2008 at 11:06 PM
wow.. 40 is a big turning point age.
Happy Belated Birthday!
Also, I love reading your blog.
Posted by: biow | November 12, 2008 at 11:06 PM
Nice post. Happy birthday, Fonz.
Posted by: Darren | November 12, 2008 at 11:36 PM
Happy 40th, MD! It's great to have you back! <3
Posted by: ChristieNY | November 12, 2008 at 11:54 PM
Happy Birthday!
Posted by: Chris | November 13, 2008 at 12:20 AM
Happy birthday, dude; 40 is the new 20, or so I keep telling myself as my 40th draws nigh. (There WILL be a massive blowout next year and all the DadCentric crew will be invited. You're bringing the Scotch.) But in all honesty, I gotta say that it's a bit distressing, the notion that you're "nauseated" by bloggers who try to promote their work. Some of us do make a living off of our blogs - people you know and who consider you a friend, I should point out - while others have been fortunate and talented enough to have made the move over to the print world. (And vice versa; print writers are certainly using their own blogs to market their existing work and even bring exclusive new stuff to their readers.) One of the best things about the blog-o-sphere is that it's given an audience to many deserving writers that otherwise would be toiling in obscurity; is it fair to knock those folks for trying to build on that?
Anyway, not trying to piss on your birthday candles. Cheers to you!
Posted by: Jason | November 13, 2008 at 12:49 AM
And, how many of us fans even remembered your birthday?
I'm just mad you didn't list the books on your bedside table. You know how I go for that sort of thing.
Posted by: mo-wo | November 13, 2008 at 01:41 AM
Ha! Emailing you was on my list of things to do. I see you're alive, contrary to what your fantasy football team would lead us to believe.
Posted by: Whit | November 13, 2008 at 02:07 AM
40? Pffft. You whippersnapper. I’m 43 and I barely even use my cane. Kids today... hmmmph.
(And get off my lawn, dagnabit!)
:-P
Posted by: evan | November 13, 2008 at 06:40 AM