I've had a dream.
Ever since I was an itty-bitty blogger, I've had a dream to be featured as a "Blog of Note" - the cream of Blogger's crop, so to speak.
I knew it wouldn't be easy, but I figured with persistence and patience, I'd be rewarded for my consistency.
You see, my blog is a combination personal/observance blog. I comment on what I think and the meanderings of my everyday life. To be a Blog of Note, you have to have pictures of your dog or ramble about how horses can teach us about ourselves. That, combined with a blog where an artist is striving to draw every mammal in existence, makes me think that my blog just isn't "furry" enough for the powers-that-be.
I just can't do that.
I can't get that excited about my fish.
They are cute and everything, but c'mon.. I can't devote that kind of obsession to something that swims around in it's own shit.
Oh well, that's why they're called dreams, right?