A year ago I wrote my most viewed post ever. By a factor of ten, this post still dominates my stat counter.
What could it be, oh gentle reader, that has so captivated the small but deranged loyal following of The Dry Spot?
Was it my first, and probably worst “embarassing stuff about myself” story?
Nope, I’ll end the suspense (such that it is…)
My most viewed piece of writing ever was my bourbon and allergy medicine inspired “Ode to a Bradford Pear” from last spring before the late hard freeze killed most of the pretty foliage in a hundred mile blast radius around my backyard.
Apparently, the poem got picked up by a group of invasive horticultural species botanists who flooded it with link love and started a heated debate among that extremely passionate geeky community. They reposted it to dozens of websites that had hundreds of comments about whether Bradfords were truly a parasite or not. Next to nobody actually commented on the poem itself, except to point out that I was obviously not a professional scientist.
No shit, Sherlock. I’m just a homeowner with allergies and an ear for the turn of a phrase who thinks it’s stupid to plant trees that explode at the first gust of a March wind.