I’ve heard it said that saying “seven” brings bad luck at a craps table. Some players will refer to the number as “it”, while others refer to it as the devil. I think crap players can be a trifle dramatic.
If the stick man gives a player dice with a total of seven facing up, well that player may as well pack up and go home.
There was a US park ranger by the name of Roy Sullivan, who survived being struck seven times by lightning. He was astronomically unlucky to be hit seven times. He was astronomically lucky to survive seven times. It’s a question of perspective.
I’ve been notified by the ghost in the WordPress machine that I’ve just hit the seven year anniversary of City Jackdaw.
Seven years. I’d never have dreamt that when first starting out.
I can recall sitting on the couch with my iPad, back then, trying to figure WordPress out. I’d employed my daughter, solely for the expertise of her youth, to try and talk me through it. Amidst all of the head-scratching confusion, I received a notification: City Jackdaw had its first follower.
“I’ve got a follower!” I exclaimed excitedly. “Who could it be?!”
I eagerly sought out my new best friend: ‘City Jackdaw is being followed by City Jackdaw.’
“I’m following myself!!!!!”
How that happened I don’t know. Talk about an anti-climax. I also once accidentally liked my own post, receiving a mocking email notification saying: You’re so vain, you probably think this post is about you.
That conscious, goading ghost in the machine again. I’m not sure if you still get this type of email when you like your own post, someone give it a go and let me know.
Anyway, I’ve come a long way since then. City Jackdaw has come a long way since then. This jackdaw is no longer a fledgling bird.
Thank you for flying with me, friends both old and new. Let’s aim for double figures.