Sometime in mid-September, people stopped commenting on my blogs. I kept posting, but no one had anything to say. I was sad but figured hey, just keep moving, one foot in front of the other. No one loves me anymore. Sniffle, sniffle (side glance to see if anyone is watching so there’s someone to feel sorry for me).
What an odd phenomenon! I mean, absolutely everyone stopped commenting, all at the same time. Oh boy. This is why you should believe me when I tell you I’m a moron! Did it ever cross my mind that there was a technical issue and comments were being tossed out into cyberspace somewhere? No. As with everything else in life, in my mind it became all about me. My writing just isn’t as fresh anymore, there are a million blogs better than mine; I am losing readers left and right from sheer boredom. Not that I got carried away or anything. It’s not like I have such a fragile ego…nervous giggle. Still, I forged ahead, bravely blogging about nonsense like always. Nothing in particular to say.
So the other day, Dan casually mentioned that he backed up my blog but can’t get all the lost comments back. They are gone…possibly to float in darkness for all eternity. I said, huh? Dan explained that the spam plug-in, which I used to really love, stopped working mid-September, and just rejected all comments. Oh. Staggering. It wasn’t about me, it was simply a technical issue? The cruel winds of fate once again whispered in my ear, “you’re an idiot, and this is a mind-numbingly bad metaphor.”
Anyway, I’m not sure what any of you possible commenters saw when you hypothetically commented on my crystalline wit and stunning observations about the human condition. I can only guess that you said things like “brilliant” and “what a wit!” and “incredibly insightful!” and “whatchu talkin’ ‘bout Willis?” And all like that.
So, uh, never mind. And thanks for stopping by.
Now you will be inundated with too many comments! It is all about YOU now right? 🙂
It has always been, and always will be, all about me. I never get tired of talking about myself. Just ask my friends…the ones who are left anyway…
Glad you got it fixed. I would have felt the same way…it’s all about me 😉
Well there’s something else we have in common. Except it’s all about ME, not you. Try and focus…
Hello lady, i love your writing. You make me laugh.
Who you calling a lady?
This post made me laugh out loud – so funny! I wondered where the comments were going, too. Of course, I thought you didn’t love me!!! Glad the problem has been fixed.
I love you, you love me, umm, why does that conjure up a picture of a big purple dinosaur? Once again, I digress. Sigh.
Even if I do not have time to comment I READ EVERYTHING YOU WRITE.
This I know-I’m always confident that you are my loyal fan, and head cheerleader!
I kept commenting, but the comments weren’t showing up for a while.
Sadly, they are gone gone gone-never seen, and never will be. I love technology until it fails.
You mean you didn’t get my copious commentary on your superb brilliance? Dang!
Well, I sensed that’s what you were thinking. Just sort of sitting back in awe and admiration. That’s how I like to imagine all my subjects. I mean, readers. Yeah.
BTW my reader dropped you. Must have been something you said.
Why does WordPress hate me? They add clicks, remove subscriptions and probably screwed up my spam plug-in too. Conspiracy I tell you, conspiracy. First, we get them all blogging…then we march them off a cliff…
Glad you’ve figured it out ~ we are all still here! 🙂
You shine on wherever you are, so I had a feeling you were there!!
You are so sweet! xoxo
My hunch is that comments on your blog overloaded the WordPress juggernaut and they’re still so overwhelmed that your blog has become “The Name That Cannot Be Mentioned”.
I love your hunches, always designed to feed my delicate ego. OMG I am fabulous beyond words….
I keep telling you that..
🙂
Lol..I could not even sign in.. my own issue..I was lurking!
We all have issues-if lurking is your only issue you’re ahead of the game!!
lol hope Mr Jill survived that episode!
No worries, Mr. Jill always survives! OK…he was slightly bruised and limping, but he’s fine now! 🙂