I Think I Can, I Think I Can...

Okay, here's the deal. This little blue caboose is going to try and get back into blojo mode and blog every day, or at the very least, every couple of days. May be short on our busy school holiday's days, but at least something. Even perchance just a quick "Toot, toot!" Now, as Trav seems to have dropped his Memoir Monday mode (*mutter*mutter**curse*curse*) I may have to come up with some other bandwagon to hitch my tales of a tiny terror onto.

Oh, look, screw it I will try one more time to kickstart the dinosaur tomorrow, so start thinking up your Monday Memoirs and I'll put in a McLinky thingy in the post. If this post HINTING for him to step up doesn't work, and I'll go kick Trav one to see if he will at least direct people here if HE doesn't get off his increasingly smaller butt and do it (hint, hint)...

Ooh, excitement - it now seems, according to his blog, he intends to! Remember that he is a yank, and it means it will be put up at some ungodly hour late on Monday, so I will still post here tomorrow arvo, and then edit to link to the TRAV! (Maybe I should have read the small print on his blog before coming in to blurb, oops. My bad.)

Oh, and people, if you wish to find out the story behind the Toot Toot, you'll need to tune in tomorrow.

And if you like what you read please follow, or at least comment so I get a little of my much needed positive feedback (it is hard being a blogger, we do crave some accolades you know).  Oh another thing - hey you lot - ever noticed how much I link your blogs when I refer to them? Hell, ever noticed how much I refer to other blogs at all? Well - how about some reciprocating, huh?

I'm feeling a little neglected over here in the closet...

Hear Ye, Hear Ye...

My follower list seems to have hit a road block. It was slowly but surely increasing but since it hit the sixties it has slowed to a snail pace.

Can someone tell me, how do you increase followers?

 I follow, I comment, I bitch, moan and whine. 

I have gratuitous flashers, nudity, profanity. Well, sort of anyway.

Hell, my randomness is quite unique in its own manic way...










I have cutesy photos, I reveal my inner thoughts to the masses.

So come on cool kids... let me in on the secret?