{"id":73242,"date":"2020-02-05T13:51:32","date_gmt":"2020-02-05T19:51:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.shotinthedark.info\/wp\/?p=73242"},"modified":"2020-02-05T13:51:32","modified_gmt":"2020-02-05T19:51:32","slug":"now-it-can-vote","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.shotinthedark.info\/wp\/?p=73242","title":{"rendered":"Now It Can Vote"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>It&#8217;s weird, the things that stick in memory.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>In my mind, February 2002 was cold and snowy.   Who knows if that&#8217;s true &#8211; but that&#8217;s how it&#8217;s stuck in my mind.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I was working at a company in Minnetonka whose death spiral, which incompetent management had started long before the post 9\/11 &#8220;Dot Bomb&#8221; reared its head. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>9\/11 had happened five months earlier.   And my own personal collapsing tower, a divorce, had happened not long before <em>that<\/em>.  I was living with my two kids &#8211; at the time, 8 and 10 years old &#8211; and getting used to a whole new way of living. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And as both worlds &#8211; the wider one and my personal one &#8211; spun out of control, I found myself missing the voice I&#8217;d lost fifteen years earlier, when I&#8217;d gotten whacked from my first, and to that point last, talk radio gig at KSTP.  I didn&#8217;t need, or ask for, much &#8211; but having <em>some <\/em>way of getting what I was thinking out to someone other than my kids, dog and cats was something I was craving. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And which seemed so, so far away. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I&#8221;d come back from lunch, to an office across the lake from Ridgedale Mall, and was already bored out of my mind.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I went to Time.com &#8211; and it occurs to me, it may have been among the last times I ever did that &#8211; and read an article about &#8220;The New Generation of Conservative Intellectuals Online&#8221;.   One of the featured thinkers was none other than Andrew Ferguson &#8211; and his &#8220;blog&#8221;, <em>the Dish<\/em>.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And, most importantly, a sidebar on how to <em>create <\/em>a &#8220;blog&#8221;. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I ran home that night, fed the kids, put them to bed, and went out to &#8220;Blogger.com&#8221; and started setting thngs up&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8230;and got to my first roadblock; picking a name.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Not sure where &#8220;Shot in the Dark&#8221; came from: I think it was mostly a play on words, encompassing the DIY\/no idea what I&#8221;m doing vibe that I felt, as well as my nascent Secone Amendment activism <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Either way, that next morning I got up at 5:30AM &#8211; the only &#8220;me&#8221; time I really had at that point &#8211; and started writiing. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And nearly every weekday morning for the past 18 years, it&#8217;s been the same routine.   My kids are grown up and moved out, and one of them has a kid of his own.   My little writing hobby that drew maybe half a dozen readers a day morphed into what I have today &#8211; four-figure daily readership &#8211; and so much more, a social circle and a radio show and a bunch of friends I can&#8217;t imagine my life without, and a whole world the doors to which I thought had slammed shut in the eighties. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Anyway &#8211; today <em>Shot in the Dark <\/em>turns 18.   It can vote and join the military.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And I&#8217;d like to thank you all for being here, and being the reason I do it, all these years; some of you, literally since just about Day 1.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Thanks.  And here&#8217;s to 18 more.  <\/p>\n\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It&#8217;s weird, the things that stick in memory. In my mind, February 2002 was cold and snowy. Who knows if that&#8217;s true &#8211; but that&#8217;s how it&#8217;s stuck in my mind. 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