Thank You Lifetime Sentencers

By Jim Hagarty
lifetimesentences.com
I got up the nerve tonight to check on the readership stats for my blog and I was blown away. When I restarted this venture after four months hiding in the woods somewhere, I was afraid to look at what the absence had done to my readership. As it turns out, the first two days back were my second best and third best ones I have ever had. The numbers have fallen a bit since then, but it is obvious I need to take four-month breaks more often. Or maybe not. My best-ever one-day response came in only the second week I published the blog in 2016 when I wrote about being born in the same hospital as Justin Bieber and raised in the same community. That story, combined with whatever else I published that day, generated over 800 views. My first two days back last week, I racked up 300 views each day. Before that, I was used to seeing results of between 100 and 200 per day. I know it’s not supposed to be about the numbers but it is gratifying to notice the response. I really want to thank you all for coming back. It means a lot to me. I know I have a talent for writing humourous and slightly twisted stuff and I feel compelled to use that gift to brighten the days of those who choose to come here. If you are like me, I don’t laugh because I can’t take anything seriously. I laugh because I take everything TOO seriously. Laughter is my medicine and only hope.

Author: Jim Hagarty

I am a 72-year-old retired journalist, busy recovering from a lifelong career as an unretired journalist. This year marks a half century of my scratching out little fables about life. My interests include genealogy, humour and music. I live in a little blue shack in Canada and spend most of my time trying to stay out of trouble. I am not that good at it. I also spent years teaching journalism. Poor state of journalism today: My fault. I have a family I don't deserve, a dog that adores me, and two cars the junk yard refuses to accept. My prized possessions include my old guitar and a razor my Dad gave me when I was 14 and which I still use when I bother to shave. Oh, and my great-great-grandfather's blackthorn stick he brought from Ireland in the 1850s. I have only one opinion but it is a good one: People take too many showers.