The last Marathon
Saying for the day: It isn't the end until the fat lady sings.
Don't let the title scare you or give you a sense of joy. It doesn't mean there will be no more blog marathons. It means this post is about the last Marathon.
Thirty one people visited one or more of the assigned blogs and left a comment.
Twelve people did 30 or more blogs,
Four people did sixty blogs. That's all there were.
One man you visited deleted every comment that contained a Dr. John except one by Chana. He does not like DR. John. I think he thought we were some kind of blog spam,
A good number of others indicated they were very happy with our visits and thanked us.
Judging by their comments our people had a good time.
We picked up a couple of new people who did this marathon. Wow!
I started the marathon because I belonged to blog expolsion and I used to get fifty people tip toeing through and never leaving a comment. How do you kow who is reading your blog without a comment. So I started the link of the day and then the Marathon. Not just to get people to visit a blog but to read it and comment on it. IT has been I think worth the effort. Thanks to all who have and are participating .
News from Pigeon Falls- the little town in my garage ( I haven't sold it yet) where the trains still run and dragons fly free.-Deer season starts today and Pigeon Falls feels like a ghost town. All the men have gone to camp and the women have gone to the big city shopping. Tommy gave in and changed the council meeting until next week Thursday. I don't think he wanted to meet with just girls. Even the Fly Inn Tavern has few clients. for the next few days they will do their drinking at camp.
Nancy says that so few people are coming in that she is thinking of closing for a few days and going and doing some shopping herself. Mrs. Trumble was in muttering about bloggers that want the White Rabbit to get a sweater with a no hunting sign or something like it on the back. She says they don't understand this is a demon.
Her neighbor says the White Rabbit was back going around and around on Mrs. Trumble's driveway. It was waving and winking and throwing little pieces of paper. He thought Mrs. Trumble was home but she never showed. One wonders if the neighbor doesn't have anything better to do than watch her driveway.
Eino is trying to convince the FBI that given their description of the Hermit it was the wrong guy but they won't listen to him. One agent said that the word from the top was to drop the matter.
Today's link: Little Nuances-Remember to put the words Dr. John to get those tiny little JCPOINTS. Check HERE for your totals.
Rough night. I had leg cramp after leg cramp. we think it is because of the long ride in the car. I know I should eat more bananas. Today we close on the house.
It's done. Now we own a house in Neenah. Well we and the loan company do. Betty and Pennie are hauling things from her old house to the new one. She is set to close on this house on December tenth. Then we will have only two mortgages.Well I need a breathing treatment.