On this day, the 239 post, as has been the tradition among bloggers for centuries, will be something completely worthless.  The history of the 239th post, being rubbish, dates back to the days of the of the early renaissance.  It was around 1432 when little known blogger and artist Jon Van Eyck, the little known brother of Flemish painting legend Jan Van Eyck, wrote his 239th post.

He was a bit under the weather, the night before had been spent at his brother’s house, where there was much food, drink and fawning over his brother’s latest painting.  He had gotten drunk, loud, and generally offensive.  The chamber maid that he had propositioned had shown remarkably good judgment, and a surprisingly quick left jab, which had caught him squarely in the jaw.  Normally an offense which would have led to her dismissal, Jan gave her a raise and led the other guests in a rousing round of applause.  Everyone but John enjoyed the rest of the evening.

Because he didn’t feel very well, he just didn’t feel like writing much on his blog that day.  He reasoned that there were two really good reasons not to blog that day.  One, he felt poorly, and two the internet wouldn’t be invented in the next 500 years, so he reasoned he might  be able to make it up before then.  It did nag at him though, that if he didn’t blog, it would break his streak.  He was fairly certain that quitting on number 239 would bring even more shame to his family than the time he crashed the birthday party at Piero de’ Medici place in Florence, and accidentally passed out on the cat, killing it.  He had never lived down that trip to Italy.

So he dug through his hard drive and found some pictures from a less embarrassing time in his life and wrote something less than memorable.  He included a photo of an old man playing checkers, a building in disrepair, a drawing of a child in repose, and wrote something inane.  This was the start of the tradition of the 239th post being completely rubbish.

My sleep is all messed up.  Though it is early evening for most people, I had to wake up to write this drivel.  I am not proud of it.  But I think I can find a nice picture (or three) to include, perhaps that will make this less painful for everyone.  Here is one of well known blogger Abraham Lincoln.  I can’t say for sure, but I don’t think his 239th post was rubbish.  So this may be a bad example.


Lincoln Memorial


Here is a photo which captures the essence of the U.S. Capitol building, as viewed by a U.S. Senator after a 7 hour, 12 Martini lunch, paid for by a lobbyist who just secured 37 million dollars worth of pork for the bacon industry.


U.S. Capitol Building

This is a photo of a mallard.  He was just hanging out in the reflecting pool in front of the U.S Capitol building.  He mentioned that he finds the term, ‘lame duck’, offensive.  He made a convincing argument for changing the phrase to ‘lame chicken’, then swam away.  It never caught on.

Mallard

There are other photos, but I have lost interest.  I will do better tomorrow.