How about that?  My second blogiversary was three days ago, which would've made it Saturday.  What was I doing on Saturday?  Right.  Playing board games.  I was making my annual guest appearance at -- well, it's too small to be called a convention -- a gathering of a group of board game enthusiasts.  And let me emphasize "geeky" board game enthusiasts.  Nary a copy of Monopoly, Parcheesi or even Sorry.  The game of Life does not have a life here.

Instead the popular games of the weekend included board game versions of Battlestar Galactica (can the humans survive?  usually not.), Castle Ravenloft (a Dungeons & Dragons game) -- as I said, "geeky" -- and Wings of War, a card-based World War I dogfight (there'a also a WWII card set).  You can do your Snoopy impersonation while flying a Sopwith Camel against the Red Baron.

What do board games have to do with my blogiversary?  Pretty much nothing.

Except that it supports my very unofficial, with no objective data, observation that by the time most OSers get to their second blogiversary (with obvious exceptions, I know) they've reduced their time on OS.  Many don't make one year.

Take for example this post.  How many announcements have you seen regarding a second blogiversary?  Next to none.  No one cares.  Contrast that with a year ago (go ahead and research, I'll wait).  I was part of the Baby Blogger Boom that lasted from appox. October, 2008 through January, 2009 (your dates may vary).  Millions of us joined OS (at least a solid couple dozen) and come the fall of 2009 nearly everyone, it seemed, posted a first-year blogiversary.

So, considering the blog-span of the average OSer, two years makes me feel like a crotchety, old baboon.  Nonetheless, I won't indulge any "back in the day" complaints.  On the contrary, although there are certain writers I miss very much and wish the more recent OSers had the chance to read and comment on those posts in real time, I also am sorry that some of my past faves aren't around to read the good writing being posted now. 

Like every other organization/informal club/vortex of chaos, OSers come and go; make friendships; argue; laugh; support each other; take out hit contracts (oh, you thought all those absent voices were voluntary?);  and behave like a regular human community.  Just because we're the most brilliant collection of souls the world's ever seen, we're still just humans and/or advertising trolls.