Phicklephilly Reaches 100,000 Page Views.

We finally did it!

Wow.

Just wow.

I recently published my end of the year (end of the decade) post for New Years. I sort of covered everything that was happening, and everything that’s going to happen in 2020. (Don’t worry. I’m sure there’ll be plenty of surprises!)

I had hoped to end 2019 with 100,000 page views but we fell short before the new year. (We hit 50,000 around Christmas of last year) But I could see with the way things were going that I’d probably hit 100,000 by January of 2020.

Well, here we are!

I suppose I should start by thanking everyone that has supported me since the beginning back in 2016.

First of all, to all of my loyal subscribers I owe you all a debt of gratitude. I really appreciate you taking the time to sign up and receive the daily emails to read my blog. Without you guys I’d probably still be struggling. Knowing there were those out there that cared enough to subscribe meant the world to me.

Then there are all of my regular daily readers. I love all of you too! Koolkosherkitchen, Joliesattic, Righteousbruin9, Ajeanneinthekitchen, porngirl3, Sdeden, just to name a few. You guys rock! I love what you all do and appreciate your words on a weekly basis. Always great comments and thoughts to inspire me.

I’m thinking back now…

All of the failed dates in the beginning. Valerie, June, Katsumi, Scarlett, Carol, Lizzie… You’re all part of this journey. I’m way beyond swiping right or left on anyone now, but I had to do those things to get me here. I appreciate you all for going on dates with me. I’m no box of chocolates anymore and you were all lovely women. I hope you have all found love and are happy now.

I also want to thank the following:

Maria: The kindly waitress who inspired me to start writing about how I felt about her and start this blog. Maria definitely had a certain something that inspired me to write about her. A great girl who struggles with herself but resilient as hell. I hope she’s doing well and has found a suitable career!

Rocco: My co-worker at the newspaper who always said that I should write about all of these women in my life. Rocco is doing well and now works in real estate. I hope you’re  well and happy, Sir! I miss our lunches together.

Church: Thank you for your friendship. You’ve been the inspiration for me to start writing dating and relationship advice back in 2017. As difficult as it is to constantly come up with new subjects to write about it’s become the foundation of phicklephilly as a viable daily publication. On top of all that, you’ve always been a great friend of mine and a cheerleader for my cause. I appreciate you getting it, and supporting me in all of my crazy adventures. Let’s make some new ones in this new decade, buddy! Thank you! (Church just started his own blog recently and I’m sure if he sticks with it, it’ll be a smash!)

Crazy women and toxic people: I appreciate you giving me the foresight to know what I want and what I don’t want in my life. I’ve written about all of you and I hope you’re doing well wherever you all are. The sex was great! Just steer clear of me!

Michelle: Thank you, dear. I never hear from you anymore and I understand why. (Married and baby) You were the love of my life and the very first series I accepted the challenge to compose. I know those stories don’t even begin to scratch the surface of what we had in our relationship, but I will never forget you. Thank you for loving me.

Annabelle: hmm… You get zero fucks, Miss.

Cherie: When I started this blog about dating and relationships I got back into the dating scene after several years of being absent. But within 6 months of its inception, you came into my life. How can I write a dating blog if I have a girlfriend? Well, 60 chapters later and here we are. I appreciate you giving me your heart.

James: Hey, best friend in Philly! I’ve shared so many great times with you. All of our talks, drinks, stories and love of movies is always a blast. You throw the best parties and are one of my favorite people in the world. Thank you for your friendship.

Kita: Thank you for coming into my life. You showed me that I could still get worked up about a new love. We were never really a thing, but I appreciate what you were to me on a weekly basis. I know the relationship was pretty much one sided but I didn’t mind. I was just happy to hang out with you! Our little encounters where absolutely electric and I wish you well, dear!

Johnny R: What can I say about Johnny that hasn’t already been spat out in this blog? I love the man who carries at least 7 vices around with him on a daily basis. You’ve always been an interesting character, and even though I haven’t seen you in over a year, we can always pick up just where we left off and I love that.

Alice: When the old crew that filled this blog with adventures fell away, (moved, left town, of got married) you’ve always been a constant in my life. You’re one of the sweetest people I’ve ever met. I cherish our friendship and am so glad you’re still around. It was an absolute joy to sit in front of the fireplace with you at The Dandelion last month. You’re a delight, and even as I write this, I’m looking forward to seeing you soon and catching up on your stories.

Sabrina: Thanks for being my #1 fan. I know you’ve had some struggles in your life, but you’ve risen above it all in glorious fashion. I’m so proud of you. I know you don’t have many posts about you, but your words always inspire me to push on. I will never forget the day you said: “I love all of your stories. I pretend I’m the women in each story and love all the crazy things you get yourself into!” You’re the best, Sabrina!

Rebecca: I loved our early dates before Cherie, but you slipped away. I get it, but the brief moments we spent together were some of my finest in Philly. You’re a lovely girl and represent all that I want but cannot possess. I always thought you’d be the next big thing after Michelle, but destiny had it’s own plan for us I guess. I wish you well, dear.

Sarika: The prettiest girl I know in Philly. The brilliant, misunderstood scientist nerd who is one of the most unique women I’ve ever met. Thank you for spending all the time you did with me. I’ll never forget all of the parties, events, movies, and museum visits. Congratulations on your recent engagement. He appears to be a good man, and I’m glad that you’ve found happiness. I miss you, but wish you both health and joy!

Dina: I met you when you were 22 and working as an intern at the newspaper. Now you’re my broker and manage all of my money. I love you, and am so happy you’re in my life. I think my favorite thing about you is your acceptance of me. No matter what I did, you always approved and took my side. I will always appreciate your friendship. I recently found out that you’re expecting. That’s going to be one cute baby! Congrats!!!

There are so many other people that have been just great on this journey. I can’t believe I’ve been doing this for over three years! Like I said in my annual New Years blog, it all started with a single post.

if you want to do something, just take the first step. One step. Is that all it takes? NO. Take that first step and keep walking. Let go of the bars of your own prison and simply walk out. Writing has been an incredible liberating experience for me. I discovered while doing this that if you write it down, you’ll work it out. The best therapy for me in my later life has been writing. Maybe for you it’s painting, or music, cooking,or gardening. But whatever it is, please keep doing it. It will carry you forth through this life. 

Writing down all of my thoughts and feelings in this blog have cleared away all of the mist of my past. The clouds of my understanding opened and the sun shown through the darkness and confusion of my existence. By writing down what I experienced, I was able to sort it out and look at it clearly and see the whole picture. What it was. What it meant. Why it worked or failed. There was a calming effect that came with that. It has brought me more wisdom and understanding in my life. When you write it brings forth a document. A document of what has come to pass and what it really meant to you.

I don’t know what else to say at this point, Normally I can waffle on for a good 3000 words. But I’m off from work today and I kind of want to simply rest and bask in the sunlight of my thoughts of you all and how fortunate I’ve been to meet you.

Thank you all so much. I’m extremely grateful.

I’ll leave you with this…

All the money in the world can’t buy a second of time.

Make today count.

 

See you all at 250,000!

 

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Tales of Rock – Kurt Cobain Kills Himself Twice

“Like Robert Johnson, Brian Jones, Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin and Jim Morrison, he was 27 years old when he died.

And let us not forget Amy Winehouse who also died at age 27.”

Few musicians’ experiences with drug abuse have been as complex and intense as Kurt Cobain’s. For proof of this, see the index of Charles Cross’ 2001 Cobain biography Heavier Than Heaven. If you check, “Cobain, Kurt Donald; drug use of…” you’ll basically be instructed to read the entire book. He started off heavily averse to heroin; during his formative years, a friend suggested they try it and he stopped hanging out with him in response. He eventually tried the drug; when asked how it was by Nirvana bassist Krist Novoselic, he shrugged, “Oh, it was all right.” But his habit escalated.

By the time Nirvana appeared on Saturday Night Live in 1992, Cobain was so deep in heroin addiction that he was vomiting and barely able to stand right until the time came to perform. He somehow pulled it together long enough to play “Smells Like Teen Spirit” and “Territorial Pissings” on live television. In March 1994, Cobain attempted suicide for the first time by washing down a large dose of flunitrazepam with champagne while in Rome. He nearly died and ended up in a coma for a day (Novoselic claimed that, mentally, he was never the same after this).

Within weeks he was back in Seattle, crashing on his daughter’s junkie nanny’s girlfriend’s couch and popping out occasionally to purchase speedballs and burritos. Cross quotes the girlfriend as saying, “He’d sit in my living room with the hat with the ear coverings, and read magazines. People came and went; there was always a lot of activity going on. Nobody knew he was there or recognized him.” By the end of the month, Cobain was given an intervention and packed off to rehab in California. But he soon escaped the facility by scaling a six-foot wall and, improbably, found a seat on a flight back to Seattle next to Guns N’ Roses bassist Duff McKagan.

Despite beef between Nirvana and Guns N’ Roses, the two bonded, finding a great deal of common ground as famous musicians from the Pacific Northwest with heroin problems. Once back at his house, Cobain reattempted suicide and this time he meant business. He injected a lethal dose of heroin and then blasted himself in the head with a shotgun, effectively killing himself twice. Like Robert Johnson, Brian Jones, Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin and Jim Morrison, he was 27 years old when he died.

And let us not forget Amy Winehouse who also died at age 27.

Another sad rock and roll tragedy. Showbiz is the only industry that eats it’s young.

Check this out:  https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/27_Club

A footnote from phicklephilly: “I never understood suicide. You get one chance to be here, why leave early if you don’t have to? Suicide’s for quitters. I’ve suffered with anxiety and depression my whole life. I’ve beaten the shit out of them both (without drugs) and now we’re all on the same side. Suicide is always a long term solution to usually a temporary problem. I just don’t get it, Kurt. I was in a band when I was younger. It was an amazing experience. Kurt, you play music for a living. You’re in a famous genre inspiring band. You’re surrounded by a gaggle of moist women. Your bank account is full and your nuts are empty. WTF?”

 

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Racquel Writes! There Is Enough to Go Around

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Racquel Writes! Growing Old Gracefully (or not)!

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Phicklephilly – 2019 – 1000 Posts! – We Did It!!!

“If you live a life that is without the elements of who you really are you will never be happy.”

I’ve just been notified by WordPress that after 2 1/2 years of writing this blog I’ve written a 1000 posts!!!

It’s been an incredible journey to finally be writing again. I started out in this life as an artist. Then a musician, and then a writer.

But life, marriage, a child, and a career removed me from all of that. Other people needed me and the bills had to be paid.

But after 10 years I decided to write again.

I created Phicklephilly in the spring of 2016 and then did nothing.

By the fall I asked myself, is this something you’re going to talk about in bars with your friends and never do? I had discussed the notion of writing a blog about my life with many of my friends. One who is a better and more visceral writer than myself.

But I started to write.

I published a post about a waitress I had been infatuated with for some time on a Monday.

I worried no one would read it or like it. I worried that I wouldn’t be able to come up with content every Monday.

But I did.

Then I started writing updates for a Wednesday release.

Once the wheel started to roll, I did what needed to be done.

I wrote.

Writing is a hard lonely existence.

It’s something that you have to push yourself to do. Especially in the beginning. But like anything you really want you push yourself to do.

You begin a fitness program and you stick with it. The muscles grow and the fat disappears. You keep at it and then it gets easier.

I started to write like mad. Cranking out content until I had something happening  few times a week.

 

Then I found other things I liked and started to write about them. The Tanning salon, Tales of Rock, Crazy dates I’d been on in the past. Celebrities I’d met, and most of all, past relationships.

Some beautiful. Some bittersweet.

I’m not a great writer, but I kept at it. Like a pilot, I put in a certain number of hours until the plane called Phicklephilly soared.

And now here I am with all of you my loyal followers and readers after two and a half  years of writing.

1000 posts and over 50,000 views!

I couldn’t be happier.

 

If you want to do something, don’t talk about it. Like Nike says: Just do it.

Write everyday.

Push yourself. Who cares who reads it. Just create and express yourself.

 

I GUARANTEE  you that if you start writing and keep at it, the rewards will be like pieces of gold falling into your lap.

When you write from the heart and tell the truth about everything in your life, (Not everything. Keep some of yourself for yourself. That belong to you.)  You will find this liberating weight lifted from your shoulders.

Get it all out. The good, the bad and the ugly. Don’t be afraid. It’s just words. But it will lighten the load you’ve been carrying around your whole life.

Once you write it down and publish it… It’s gone but not invisible. But it’s out of you for the first time in your life. It’s now safely on the paper. You can understand what you’ve experienced so much better once you write about it.

You can look back on your work and your life and it’ so much easier to process, forgive and understand.

 

Writing Phicklephilly has been the most singular liberating experience of my adult life.

 

And there is so much more to tell.

I have so much more to say.

Knowing that these stories are now out on the internet forever. Even after I’m dead it is comforting.

Because they are no longer my responsibility. WordPress carries the weight for me now.

But by writing all of these stories guarantees my immortality.

 

I don’t need that, but it’s so much to live a simple, happy, and uncluttered life once you write.

I love most of what I’ve written. Everybody knows I hate writing dating and relationship advice but I found a way to keep it going for my readers who enjoy it.

I think my followers now know that I write Phicklephilly because of my simple love of creating. I’ve always been that way since I was a child. Drawing a picture. Sculpting something out of clay. Writing a song. Writing a book and a screenplay. Creating a comic strip.

I am an entity that apparently must always be creating and am happiest when I’m doing that very thing.

“If you live a life that is without the elements of who you really are you will not be happy.”

I feel happier than I have ever felt in my entire life.

I’ve lived a big exciting life. I’ve done a lot and experienced much. But it really comes down to a few simple components for me and please take heed if you wish.

  1. Your health is essential. You have that. you’re already winning.
  2. Surround yourself with good people. Whether they are friends, family or even some wonderful pet companions.
  3. Have something to do every day that you like to do. If you hate your job, find a better one that suits your life needs. It’s a third of your life, work. Why spend your day being miserable? Do something you don’t hate every day. It’s a short life. Enjoy yourself!
  4. To love and be loved. This is a tough one. Most people need this one. Love yourself and find someone else to love. If they love you back… Awesome!
  5. Have something to look FORWARD to. I don’t care what it is. Just have something. Brunch with a friend, a red envelope arriving from Netflix, a party, a day off, something you want to do that you made time to do. 

 

That’s it.

The rest is just stuff and bullshit.

Focus on the top 5.

 

Thank you one and all for taking the time out of your busy lives to take the time to read my little blog about dating, relationships and a bunch of stuff from my life.

I wish I could throw a big party and invite each and every one of you and we could all hang out and really get to know one another.

I’ve had the joy to become friends with some of the other talented writers on WordPress and it has been an absolute delight.

So many great people on here.

I also really appreciate my friends who have read and have subscribed to Phicklephilly. I love knowing they are here with me on this journey of self discovery and I hope some of this will inspire them to push forward on their lives.

Two and a half years ago there was nothing. I decided to start to write and now this is here.

You can create anything you want. You just have to do it and do it every day.

Look what can happen if you put your mind to something.

I’m still going to try in 2019 to get a couple of books published on Amazon Kindle this year!

 

Thank you, Thank you, Thank you!!!!

 

Anything can be done, and you can do it too.

Please reach out to me for anything. I’ll always get back to as fast as I can.

 

My heart is full of love.

 

Life is good and my daughter Lorelei is healthy and happy, so that’s all I need.

 

Thank you one and all. This means the world to me and I hope you continue to enjoy the content I provide in 2019 and beyond!

 

There’s so much more to the story!!!

 

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