Le cul entre les deux chaises

An American Spaniard in France or: How I Learned to Make an Ass of Myself in Three Cultures

I’m Freshly Pressed!!!


I got an email on Friday alerting me to my imminent Freshly Pressed-status* from Cheri, a WordPress editor, and promptly started to freak the hell out. The email said

We really enjoyed this succinct yet well-written post about using “spy techniques” at a bus stop, and your exchange with this woman. I like how writers can take quick, seemingly mundane encounters and create interesting pieces/reflections out of them.

I read this many times, trying to soak in the meaning of the words but I got stuck on whether she intentionally put a pun in there (“reflections”) for my benefit. Does she know I love puns? How did the editors even come across this post? There weren’t any more readers than usual that day, so I guess WP can read as many things as they want without leaving a trace making them pretty damn sneaky themselves.

What does this all mean? I guess there will be more people here for a day or two and maybe some of them will stick around. I feel a weird pressure to write something more superlative than usual, like funnier or more insightful or more educational or incredibly clever but I don’t know if I can. Christ, being Freshly Pressed is almost enough to make me stop blogging all together, but then I’d lose that feeling of accomplishment I get from posting every day and I won’t let anyone take that away from me!

So… I guess I will continue as before. Thankfully, I usually have a week or seven days’ worth of posts done and scheduled at any given moment so by the time I calm down from the excitement of my fleeting virtual fame, I’ll be able to think clearly and not be so self-conscious.

In the mean time, welcome, bienvenido, bienvenue and benvinguts to any new people. I hope you are entertained and join into the collective amusement at my expense. I’ll be over here, Paris-adjacent, smiling so big, I may split my face.

Grinch glowing

I totally looked like this all weekend. (Illustration by Dr. Seuss)

*For people (like my mom) who don’t live in WordPress, being Freshly Pressed is like being on the cover of a cool magazine. Top of the world, ma!

Woo-hoo! Top left corner!

Woo-hoo! Top left corner!

Author: le cul en rows

I'm an American Spaniard, living in France. I like to tell stories.

20 thoughts on “I’m Freshly Pressed!!!

  1. Woohoo and ¡felicidades!

  2. Congratulations! Well done!

  3. Congratulations…that is wonderful. It was indeed a very good post. I also wonder how WP editors come across posts but I think they also work with recommendations from readers.

  4. Hurrah! What a lovely surprise!

  5. Looks like it’s going to be a happy New Year for you after all!!! Congrats.

  6. Being Freshly Pressed is like being on the cover of a cool magazine. How true! Congrats!! Love your free flow of words and style. :)

  7. I must agree with Cheri. Congratulations are in order and I hope many more are in store for you.

    Best wishes…

  8. Congratulations, what kudos! I’ve often wondered how WP make their Freshly Pressed choices, I’ve written on some prickly topics but never had that “golden” email! I liked your confession of feeling as though you had to “up the ante” somehow too. I guess it’s that eyelash in the capuccino of life…

    • There is the regular “what makes something Freshly Pressable” on WP’s home page, but I think they have a much less scientific way of doing it: by doing random searches. I know that if I worked at WP, I’d search “monkey” every morning and then start going down the list of others things I like. “Spies” would have been in the top ten maybe.

      Regardless, I’m sure you’ll get your email soon enough!

  9. Yay! Well done! I’m always happy to see a bloggy friend Freshly Pressed- means I have good taste. And that I knew them before they were famous :-)

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