I woke up in the middle of the night with an idea for a blog post. I was pretty excited about it.
The plan was that I would say I am thankful for a string of bizarre things. The only one I could think of just then, lying in there in the dark, was "I am thankful for the sixth finger on my left hand." I couldn't think of any others, but I figured I'd work that out later.
But anyway, after my litany of bizarre gratitudes, I would solemnly conclude:
"And I am thankful for my 600,000 readers who open clerkmanifesto everyday, read it, and think "I don't know why I read this, it's so strange."
But when I awoke in the morning I had forgotten my great idea for the blog post.
So I wrote this instead.