Kristi Sprinkles

As some of you know, I used to be a blogger... I mean, like, a real blogger. I had something like 2,000 visitors a day. In fact, you only had to search "TG Captions" and my name would come out on top.

That was back in the day, before every Tammy, Didi and Jane had their own caption blog. Now I'm stuck at the bottom of the heap, in my worn out mini-dress and scuffed up heels, begging for every pair of passing eyeballs.

Was it all for the best? Have I learned some valuable lessons about life and transience? Have I made a real impact, one that I cannot possibly ever know, but is real nonetheless? Does anyone even care?

I lost a good number of my older caps, mostly from my middle period. I have managed to track down only a few, and some that I found are better off lost. That surprises me a bit: I always thought that everything I wrote was golden. I mean, it felt like it at the time.

Perhaps I am learning just how much I have changed, that my writing has grown and developed. Perhaps I have a better understanding of composition and style.Perhaps I can appreciate this more now than I otherwise would have. Perhaps I have learned about arrogance and delusion.

Or perhaps not.

I am attaching one of my favorite captions of all time, and I was so very happy to find it, lurking in the dark corners of the Internet. It brings back a lot fond memories when I was on the peak of my prowess and the comments were many and compelling.

I remember this one girl who was just so talented and smart, and unbelievably cute. Her name was "subtly amiss" which I still love. Where she has gone, who the heck knows? Where do any of us go? Where the heck are we?

Anyway, enjoy the cap, and let me know if it brings back any memories for you...