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My Eighth Bloggiversary

Eight years ago today I started my blog. It actually started as a livejournal blog which I used to chronicle my third (and successful) attempt to get onto a polyphasic sleep schedule. I had no readers and had no intention of attracting any. I had just remembered how hilarious my attempts to get on the schedule were in the past, how hard it was to remember the memories created in varies states of sleep deprivation, and thought that recording the experience might be a good idea.

At that point in time, polyphasic sleep was a hot topic. The internet was dotted with anonymous reports of success and attributed reports of failure, but until Steve Pavlina did it, no public blogger had ever gotten on the schedule and written about it. Steve has a large audience, so all of a sudden lots of people were interested in polyphasic sleep, and many of them found my site.

Before I knew it, I had a hundred or so people reading my blog every day. I saw an opportunity, and without really thinking about the ramifications of attracting an audience, I started sharing some of my crazy stories. The Ghetto Indoor Pool story hit number one spot on Digg (I think it was one of the top 10 stories that year), and I got a ton of readers from that. Before I knew it, I had five hundred, and then a thousand daily readers.

Eventually I moved to my own domain, 'betterthanyourboyfriend.com', which I had bought because I had a half-cocked plain to put up "lost dog" style flyers all over the city trying to find girls I would want to date. Eventually I bought tynan.net and moved the blog there because a survey showed that no one wanted to link to a site called "Better than your Boyfriend". Finally a year ago, with the sleuthing help of Todd, I bought tynan.com, where this blog will probably live for the rest of its years.

No seriously, your mileage may vary

On Mental Models

People often see someone succeed, and then try to copy what they do, in order to succeed at the same thing.

One of the problems with that is: you're not them. What works for them might not work for you. Let's not underestimate how very different humans can be in character, physiology and psychology.

This happened to me when I first read Tim Ferris' 4 Hour Work Week. There's a passage in there where he mentions that nothing puts him to sleep quicker than reading a few pages of fiction in bed.

This is the exact opposite of what fiction does to me. I've literally stayed awake all night into the wee hours of morning, all because a work of fiction (mostly books, because only they last a whole night) kept me awake. Good fiction grips me more than almost anything. It inspires me, shows me the possibilities I didn't see in reality, touches me emotionally and in my mind I become part of the fiction, and it part of me.

Point being, while fiction puts Tim Ferris to sleep, it keeps me awake. Reading fiction doesn't help me fall asleep.

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