The Anticlimactic Nature Of The Thousandth Post

It’s time to crack open the bubbly.

No, not champagne. I can’t really justify the cost of champagne for an occasion such as this. To be honest even cava or prosecco would be overdoing it.

I think I could stretch to a glass of sparkling Lambrini. And a cake. There must always be cake.

For today marks the publication of my 1000th ever post on James Proclaims.

Which is this post. Because the only suitable topic for my 1000th post is the fact that I’ve written 1000 posts. Even by the standards of the banalities that usually frequent this blog, that is a fairly dull topic on which to base an entire post.

Then again, writing 1000 posts, even if it has been achieved through a process of eschewing quality control and an overreliance on syllable-based poetry is still a kind of accomplishment. It’s indicative of staying power if nothing else.

Still, I’m not really sure how to pad this post out. I feel there isn’t really anywhere to go now that I’ve established that this is, in fact, my 1000th post.

Indeed, now that I have achieved 1000 posts, I’m not sure what is even left to achieve within the world of blogging.

I suppose I could try and write something good.

But that does seem like a bit of a stretch.

Nonetheless, I expect I’ll be back soon with my 1001st post.

And I’m sure it will be adequate.