a call for guest bloggers

Nine posts in nine days? Holy cow, am I actually following through on a self-assigned blogging goal? I know, I can hardly believe it either. Back pat Nat Attack, back pat. And I'll admit it, I'm having fun.

Dear Internet Family, I need your help. Remember how I'm going on an epic journey to spanish-speaking southern spaces (S4) during Thanksgiving week? While I'm beyond nervous excited to explore a continent and a hemisphere I know slim to nothing about, I'm a bit sad to possibly ruin my longest blogging streak by relying on internet access in South America. But last night I had a grand idea. I'm going to turn this circus space over to you.

So here's your chance, readers. I'm looking for 7-10 writers of varying height, weight, and hair color to contribute a post during the week I'm gone. As this blog has no rhyme or reason to content, I'll expect the same from volunteers. To put it mildly; write about whatever the heck you want. If you have a blog, if you don't, if you know me, if you don't... here's your chance to take advantage of the best reader's in the world. And now: a poem.

There once was a blog online,
Slim to never before did it rhyme.
But I'm going away,
It's your turn to play,
Get in by shooting me a line.

This is the part where we're all glad I don't try to poem on the fly very often. But I'm being serious about this. If you're interested, shout out in the comments or send me an email -- the{dot}nat{dot}factor{at}gmail{dot}com. I'll follow up in an email offline, but please consider doing this.

My life is surrounded by funny, thoughtful, interestingly brilliant people. Sisters, cousins, high school friends, old roommates, lurkers, Bostonians, and a representative from most states in the country. Give back to me by giving back to my readers (your peers!). If you've never blogged before, consider this a test run. If you do blog, consider this free promotion. If you don't know what a blog is, welcome to the world wide web.

Let's keep the streak alive folks. Help me out. (And help me out could also be cajoling my Dad or Grandpa to write a post. A coup of epic proportions! Rewards in store!)