GOOD READERS 2023 TOP TEN POSTS, SO FAR

Good readers decide what makes the Top 10 on boomerpdx.

But are they actual readers or casual scrollers seeking something based on a headline?

Which are you? What makes you stop and stick around on any blog?

Let’s do a test beginning with a question:

Is this blog in sync with 2023?

Or a timeless example of asking ‘So What’ until I get an answer that makes sense?

Ryan Robinson makes sense for successful blogging:

Are you here to learn how lucrative blogging can be?

Does this look like a money blog, or a vanity blog?

Hint: You won’t find the Golden Fleece, Golden Goose, or any gold laying around here.

Just five hundred and thirty posts tagged with ‘money.’

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I don’t traffic in ‘get rich now’ advice.

But if I did it wouldn’t include personal hygiene from the Bro-Network of cold showers in the morning for the optimal day.

Or branding myself as an Alpha Male, Keyboard Warrior, or Go To Source.

Is there a shortage of alpha dudes, seo wizards, and writers with The Last Word on every topic I don’t know about?

Once you figure your money out check here for a look at the world you spend it in.

See, this is an observational blog where I post observations. Pretty simple, really.

The top blog post? My kid got married on a property just off Portland’s 82nd Ave.

Good readers bumped it up, but in this town the dreams on 82nd usually go the other way.

I should write a post cracking back on that part of town?

Well, I didn’t because this space is dedicated to positive observation and how to turn discomfort to interesting.

For example, you probably don’t suck as much as you think, just like the shitty parts of every town has a jewel sparkling in there if you look hard enough.

It might be you sparkling. If it is, keep it up. Call me over-optimistic for such an obvious observation.

#2 Without A Towel: Naked Gym Guy

Did I mention that this is an observational blog with a side of ‘So What?’

Health and fitness locker room observation:

There’s the guy laying on the bench, the same bench I saved a man from dying on. 

“Are you dead?” I asked the man who couldn’t move.

The man was laying down with his eyes closed.

“Hey,” I said louder. “Can you hear me? Are you dead or what?”

“I’m not dead.”

“You look dead.”

“If I was dead we wouldn’t be talking,” he said.

Sharp guy.

“If you were dead I’d be pounding your chest until your heart started or I broke all of your ribs.”

“What do you mean?” he asked.

“CPR.”

“That’s not CPR.”

“That’s the CPR you’ll get if I see you passed out on the bench.”

“Is this supposed to be funny?”

“What’s funny is I saved a guy’s life after he tried to die on that same bench you’re one.”

“But he didn’t die.”

“And neither did you.”

“I’m not sick.”

“You will be if you keep laying down in here. Right where you are a big naked guy sat. His butt was right where your head is,” I said.

“I don’t care.”

“You don’t care if butt grease makes you bald?”

He wasn’t moving, but he opened his eyes.

“What?”

“Science says the oils from an old man’s ass makes your hair fall out, and the last guy sitting where your head is was pretty slicked up.”

My gym guy sat up and started rubbing the back of his head.

“I haven’t heard that,” he said.

“Might want some extra strength shampoo today.”

“Do you have any?”

“No, but then I don’t lay around in butt sweat.”

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“Is this true?”

“No, but I did save the guy. By the way, have you had those moles checked out?”

He had quite an array.

“Yes. They are not deadly, just annoying.”

“Maybe you’ll do something about it.”

“Like what?”

“Like get them checked and if they’re not killers, get them removed. Google drmolepdx.”

“If I had a couple of more moles in the right places I’d have the Big Dipper back there. Can you see it?”

“No.”

Dirty Truth For Good Readers

Rounding out the TOP 3 is an observation of dirt, Portland dirt.

The longer you live in Portland Oregon, the more dirt you find.

Shanghai tunnels for dragging drugged loners into sea duty? Deep kidnapper dirt.

Light rail tunnels? Deeper graveyard dirt. Brush it off and move along.

That’s how it works for adults. Probably for everyone thinking about it.

But what happens when fresh eyes see the dirt for the first time, new people learning their city and where they fit in the mix?

Some must feel like a dump truck just dropped a load on them.

How do they interpret exclusion laws of early Oregon, the image of KKK Portland early in the last century?

Without any context it’ll leave a stain, not just dirt. They’ll break out the boar bristles and scrub to the bone to no avail.

They need a context cushion, like a soil conditioner for packed clay.

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Successful blogs post about fitness.

They post about parenting.

What they don’t post about is why you need a blog to tell you about anything.

I see it this way: You read about fitness on your down time, or a kicker for your up-time.

The parenting? You read blogs when the kids are safely supervised, not in between the moment to moment emergencies of a growing family.

The most important unlisted category when you make time to read anything: Attention.

What you read caught your attention, and you locked in.

‘Attention is the new gold‘ is not a new statement but how you spend your reading time is.

Are you feeling golden? I hope so.

While you’ve still got the glow, look around you for who you’re shining on.

These are the people who love you and care about you and reflect goodness and decency back to you.

Instead of a witty reversal line like, ‘You’ve never met my family,’ I’ve got this to say instead:

Do your best and buff up your act a little each day.

And don’t worry if you’re not solid gold all of the time.

From,

Your Electroplated Blogger