Many people still harbor an unfair stereotype of bloggers as balding, pale-face, paunchy, socially maladjusted losers who live in their mother's basement and spend their free time writing withering social commentary in their underpants. The reality of course is quite different.
This point is once again being hammered home with this Saturday's pending nuptials of our own Saint Paul. When this august blog was started more than five years and five thousand six-hundred some posts ago, I was the only contributor living in a state of wedded bliss. When Saint Paul seals the deal this Saturday, he will have been the third Frater to have found true love and tied the knot while blogging (not literally of course).
There's only one conclusion to be drawn from this evidence: chicks dig bloggers. As my wife recently pointed out, all of the women who have married into the Fraters family in recent years knew what they getting when they signed up. It's not the rugged good looks, it's not the money. It's the irresistible appeal of the mysterious blogger that draws the chicks like moths to the flame.
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