To all my beloved lurkers
One thing about having the "MyBlogLog" thingy in my sidebar is that I can see who's visiting me, even if they don't comment. (Of course, if you're not registered with MyBlogLog, I STILL can't see you, but at least this is a step in the right direction.) It's kinda cool to see new faces on the list. I see some people that show up on a fairly regular basis but never comment.
That's ok. Really, I'm totally ok with that.
Depending on what blog I'm reading, I can be a bit of a lurker myself.
It's how I am in real life; I'm not very talkative in social situations unless I REALLY know the people well. Then I can be kind of a nut, a freak, a weirdo, a strange wacky person. [if you know me, please feel free to insert your own terminology here].
Something Mr. Fab said about lurkers on Friday, February 10, 2006: "I know you are out there, peeking around corners, standing back in the shadows, drinking my milk straight from the carton instead of using a glass, not putting the seat down after you use my toilet, putting your drink directly on the coffee table instead of using a coaster, leaving your dirty socks on the floor, and leaving your dishes in the sink instead of putting them away in the dishwasher."
Then he goes on to compare lurkers to poltergeists, saying a blog with lurkers is kind of like a haunted house. Which, in a weird way, is sort of cool.
So keep lurking if you want to, or start commenting if you want to.
I'm just glad you're here. Please keep coming back. :)
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11 comments:
I totally do not remember writing that.
I needed a decoder ring for that?
Don't worry, Fab - Janna has your entire blog memorized like Data from Star Trek. In six years, she'll still be laughing about that joke you told during the Encounter At Farpoint.
Mr. Fab: Well, if you don't even remember writing it, apparently you need a BETTER decoder ring. :)
Morgen: (*gasp*) Shhhhhh!!!!!
This is my official obligatory "I AIN'T FRIGGIN LURKING" comment.
Have you tried leeches and maggots on the leg? If the pain bothers you try using ben gay or deep heat on the crack of your butt. This might help you forget the pain in the leg.
Just a thought.
:)
Later Y'all
TEE HEE--meloncutter said "ben gay"
I counter that with "kumquat"
Glad to hear the smile in your type.
I think I need to start lurking! I just came over, started commenting.
Lurk first! Be a ghost!
They're Heeere!
I always feel a little dirty after lurking.
Meloncutter: LOL. I know you're not a lurker. Usually. :) Either way, it's good to have you here.
I would rather die than try leeches or maggots.
Metalmom: The smile is returning to my type, isn't it? :)
Lynda: Noooo, don't lurk, you're so good at commenting!
Cincy Diva: LOL! Yes!
Steve: That's because you're a dirty, dirty bad boy.
Lurker #24601 here. Too new to have anything relevant to say. Watching the leg saga with horror and sympathy.
:-)
Jason: Oooh, number 24601! A fan of Les Miserables! You're welcome here any time, my friend! :)
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