I was listening to a podcast one day and the guest on the episode I was listening to snidely said “I had to change my medium from a weekly publication to online video because nobody reads anymore.”
That statement made me pause to think about it. I was a little offended on behalf of society as I thought to myself “Hey! Some of us still like to read! Heck, I even like to write!”
Thankfully, that offense quickly dissipated as I chuckled and thought: “But, then again, I am the very definition of a ‘nobody.’ So, in a weird way, I guess that math pencils.”
It was in that moment that I was struck with a revelation: “I should make a comedy blog for all the other nobodies out there who still like to read! A blog that is written by a nobody, for nobodies, about nothing particularly important, and that blog shall be called ‘Nobody’s Blog!’”
However, nobodysblog.com was already taken by someone who isn’t even using the domain.
Thus was the perfectly unexceptional origin of Nobody’s Corner.
Nobody’s Corner is all about elevating relatively mundane things, small frustrations, and silly little events into hilariously relatable and entertaining stories. I want this blog to be a fun place for all of us nobodies to just hang out and have a good time for a few minutes every once in a while. No soapboxes. No politics. Just some fun, silly, and stupid stories and comics based on the little things in life.
About The Author:
All things considered, I am a stunning specimen of averageness. Like most people, I am intelligent and moderately accomplished in some ways but I am shockingly foolish and downright incompetent in others. An example: shortly after meeting my then-girlfriend’s brother and sister-in-law for the first time, they asked “so, what do you two want to do?” In an effort to be a good guest in their home, I replied with something easy that I was certain everyone would enjoy: “do you all just want to Netflix and chill?” Please bear in mind that this was several years ago and, at the time, I legitimately thought that “Netflix and chill” meant “hang out and watch Netflix.” Sadly, no one else in the room shared my ignorance of teenage euphemisms for having sex and you can imagine my surprise when the sister-in-law’s reply “we most certainly do not!” flew out of her mouth like a jet through a cloud of panic-inducing judgment. Don’t worry: although I felt like I was about to burst into flames from the confusion which was promptly followed by horror, I did not die that day.