50 Followers – A Thank You

If someone would’ve told me as a 5 year old boy, “Son, one day you’re going to go to bed drunk on Franzia boxed wine and wake up to 50 blog followers,” I would’ve told that someone to stop calling me son and that they’re bat shit crazy.  50 followers, whew.  It’s a dream come true.

I thought about what would be the best way to send a token of my appreciation to the first 50 followers to let them know that it truly means a lot.  Just writing a simple thank you didn’t seem to be thanks enough.  So how’s about a thank you and an autographed poster of me leaning against a wall of lockers at the roller rink, with a pretty sweet feathered hairdo, wearing a size 12 women’s jean shorts, sporting a 70’s porn ‘stache?  That outta do it.

Please accept this gift of sincerest thanks, my fellow dimwits.  It’s the least that I could do.

Dimwit Diary Fan Poster

Feel free to print it out, frame it.  Display the photo in your cubicle at work.  It would look really nice next to that photo of you and your family vacationing at the beach, don’t you think?  Yes, I think so.

Even though I’ve been blogging for a while, I always thought it was kinda lame to be honest.  I never did much with it other than to get a few thoughts out of my head, make a post, then walk away.  I never cared to read other people’s blogs.  That is until work was really slow for me this year, and I had time to click around to see what else is out there in the blogosphere.  I must say, I’m very impressed with the content.  There are so many talented artists, writers, thinkers, adventurers, and let’s not forget about all of the talented scrapbook enthusiasts.  I could never make a paper crimper to do the things that they do, not in a million years.  Well done, bloggers.  I can’t wait to discover what else is out there.  If you have any recommendations, feel free to add them in the comments section.

I wanted to take this opportunity to send a few shout outs and to make a few recommendations for blogs that you may enjoy.  These are sites that I’ve found to be rather funny, inspirational, artsy fartsy, and/or just plain cool.  Maybe you will as well.

1.  Mancakes  – Uh, hilarious and heartfelt.  Plus I’m her manservant which is way cool.

2.  My Parents Are Crazier Than Yours  – She’s right.  Her parents are bloody crazy.  Very witty and funny read.

3.  Fat Bottom Girl Said What  – Great blog title, right?  Wait until you read the rest.  Funny stuff plus she gave me my very first reblog!

4.  Canadian Hiking Photography  – My first ever follower.  Thanks mate.  Excellent photos and stories that go along with them.

5.  Silent Grief  – I would be a terrible son if I didn’t include my Mom’s website, yeah?  She’s a talented author, motivational speaker, and makes kick ass meatballs.  This is her website dedicated to grieving parents suffering through child loss.  Excellent resource for those going through an extremely painful time.

Ok, well I’m not an everyday type of blogger.  There are plenty of others who do a fine job of that.  But I do intend to post fairly regularly, so be sure to follow along if you enjoy wetting your pants from laughter.  And let’s be honest, who doesn’t enjoy a good pants wetting?  Welp, off to go do some more exploring…

Many thanks,

Chris Hinton
The Captain of the Dimwits

48 thoughts on “50 Followers – A Thank You

  1. I sure hope I made the top 50 followers so that this kickass thank you applies to me!! Was I #50 exactly? You should send me a gift box of wine, if yes!

    Those are some fine blogging recommendations up there. I love me some Mancakes and Fat Bottom Girl. FBG gave you your first reblog? Geez, from the sound of things, she’s given lots of boys their first oh nevermind, this is your page so I’ll behave.

    • I think you were close to being #50. And well my good man, close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades. The idiom says nothing about blog subscriptions, so say a person wanted to send a friend a tasty wine in the boxed variety, where might he send it to?

      Ha! And there is no such thing as misbehavior on the Dimwit Diary. FBG, my first, but hopefully not my last. Guys and gals, go check out Don’s site as well! You think his choice of Bud Light Lime beers may be low-class, wait until you have a read of his blog. I mean that in the best way possible, of course.

      Don of All Trades:

  2. Well, what can I say except, “Congratulations! You’ve reached a first milestone goal of having 50 Dimwit followers!”. And, what a marvelous gift — that poster is just awesome! I’m printing it off right now and taking it to Michael’s to get framed where it will sit among my most cherished treasures.

    A very special thank you for the shout out for Silent Grief, too! Even among those of us who laugh and seek out laughter every day of our lives, there is pain. What a great privilege for me to be able to offer some pain relief to others.

    Love (okay a little mushy stuff doesn’t hurt every now and then)

  3. I have printed your limited edition picture, placed it in a lovely matte and frame from Target and hung it above my bath tub where I can gaze at it each day. That’s all you need to know.
    (Congrats, rockstar!) :)

  4. Man, there’s not much hotter than ’70’s porn ‘stache and tube socks. Am kind of bummed this wasn’t full frontal, but I guess I will just to go to that happy place in my mind which is located on Gutter Lane. I would like to request the full poster size of this, please. Thanks so much for the shout-out!! Keep the hilarity coming!

      • The Sportswriter, by Richard Ford. Time magazine cited it as one of the 100 gtearest English-language novels since 1923 (the first year time was published) and it starts off really, really well. But after 50 pages I was concerned, after 100 I was growing bored, and by 200 I couldn’t take another page. Ford is a very perceptive writer, but his scenes just wound on and on and rarely seemed to reach any interesting dramatic place. They simply ended.

    • Ha! Well, some of the folks down at the car wash don’t find this outfit all that appealing. I like to wear it when I wash my car, cause well, it’s just a good car washing kinda outfit. Thanks for the comment and have a great weekend. :)

    • Haha, well if you get to be me when you grow up, the 7 imaginary friends come along with it. Fair warning: they’re some real chatter boxes. What am I saying? I have no idea, but thanks for checking out the madness! Cheers.

  5. So thoughtful to provide a priceless pic of yourself for your loyal followers lol. I would like to think I can top it, but that’s not happening. Congrats!

  6. your picture is priceless! i seriously considered printing it out and sticking it on the fridge. great tribute to your followers and thanks for stopping by hacienda…

    • Hey, thanks! I kinda want to run for a high power political office sometime, not to get elected, but so this photo can be used in a smear campaign against me and it pops up on everyone’s TV. I have strange aspirations. Feel free to print it out. Make your friends concerned for your well being. Cheers.

  7. I want that Captain Dimwit image poster-size for my bedroom. Because if there’s one thing hotter than a guy in a turtleneck, it’s one in knee-high socks and roller skates. (Seriously though, I really do like guys in turtlenecks, so if that was a joke on your part, the joke’s on you, my friend.)

    • Bman, in addition to ultialrghts and light sport aircraft, sailplanes are a nice way to go in some areas. Down here in AZ, you can join a club with reasonable annual dues and sign out an aircraft to fly pretty much whenever you want. Sailplanes have a faster learning curve than powered aircraft, and experience flying sailplanes translates well into powered aircraft. You can also fly those things all day here in AZ not a drop of fuel required after release from tow.For me, flying has always been more about being in the air and less about going from point to point. In my Air Force days, I soloed in a sailplane. I was about to solo in a plane before I stopped the powered lessons (medical red tape at the time). I switched to hang gliding (referred to as free flight or foot-launched flight) for quite a few years, and that was really more my style. I liked carrying my aircraft on my back (~60 lbs) and storing it on a ladder rack in my garage. I liked understanding every single bolt on my aircraft, and I liked being able to do a truly complete pre-flight check. I liked being able to buy a brand new aircraft for less than the cost of a used car. I especially liked the feeling of complete and utter freedom while in the air. I was not in the aircraft, I WAS the aircraft. No claustrophobic cockpit. What a feeling to thermal up over 13000 feet and fly over the back of a majestic mountain range.I gave up the hang gliding when I nearly killed myself on a steep mountain launch. For those of you that don’t believe in God a near death experience followed by a miraculous save all the while KNOWING that God was in the glider with me that day would have cured me from a lifetime of atheism. I would like to emphasize that the incident was completely due to pilot stupidity, and I believe hang gliding is inherently safe as long as you are properly instructed, current, and flying within your capabilities.I still think about free flight often and long to be back in the air. I have a little powered harness that converts a hang glider into a foot-launched ultralight, and I might one day take to the skies again.

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