I briefly clicked on my blog entry today to see if anyone (i.e. my convalescing mother, the only person who regularly reads my loser blog and comments) had commented. Much to my surprise someone I didn't know actually commented. And not like the time Kristen commented - because I commented on her blog so she graced me with her presence here Chez Les Kiddos - but an evidently very popular blogger with an evidently very popular blog of her own. Exciting, eh? Especially when you REALLY think about it and figure out that she probably hit that "A Random Blog" button and came up with little old random me. Then she commented in hopes that I would check out her already popular blog which I obviously did.
Here's where it gets complicated. I SHOULD feel a little used and mildly insulted that someone pretended to care about whether or not I eat meat this week simply to get me to her blog so I can love it and link repeatedly to it. Sure, that's the way things work here in the blogosphere but I don't have to agree with it. Instead, I feel a mild panic at the thought that she read my lame post, snickered and/or yawned, commented vaguely, then returned home with nary a second thought about me. Granted, I haven't exactly put a lot of imagination into my posts lately, but I do have some good stuff around here, don't I? Stuff about boobs, downward-facing dogs and the like? I was cool once, and I'll bet we could have hung out then. But no more. Sob.
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Your convalescing mother thinks you should have more faith in yourself and post more of the funny stuff that happens over there in the madhouse.There's tons of stuff that's gone on you haven't bothered to write about. Yes I know you haven't got a lot of time in your day but try. Also stick with what worked before and comment more on other peoples' blogs.
This is a purely selfish comment since I live only to read blogs these days...Feel sorry for me yet? :P
Okay, first of all, I'm still giggling at the boobs post so thank you for that. Secondly, I don't do that random blog thing because it always sends me to p0rn sites. Always. Third, I don't remember what I was going to say. Fourth...is that how you spell "fourth"?...because it looks wrong. Fifth, I feel a little used and mildly insulted all the time, so see, we have something in common. Now we can totally hang out.
PS. More than once a cool person has come to comment on my blog when I have fluff up and I've emailed them to tell them that they chose a bad day and that they really need to come back and read the post about me flashing my crotch to the neighbors. They never do. Cool people suck.
Dude, I read all the time. And I think I need to do that commenting on other blogs so they'll come read my blog thing. hrmmm. If only I felt like I have cleverer things to say ;)
I totally understand your pain. I leave comments for a few reasons.
1) Because I know how good it can make the blogger feel.
2) I can't keep my mouth shut. I have to participate.
3) Self promotion, baby.
But have you made the comment of the day? Because awesome cool people get the comment of the day.
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