This weekend I got a ton of hits on my latest Orlando post, even though none of my regular readers seemed to be around much. What’s up with that?
I know you’re out there. I see you on my stat reports. I know where you live and what your I.P. address is. The only thing I don’t know is who you are. Why don’t you want to talk to me?
Mr. Rizzuto says it’s because my comments are too clique-ish. I’m sorry about that. Did someone frighten you? Was it Tigereye? She’s harmless, I promise.
Here’s the thing. All of the people who make comments here? And all the people on my blogroll? I’ve never met any of them. OK, I’ve met one person, but we knew each other from the internet first. The only reason I know any of these people is because one of us decided to speak up. Now we’re all BFF’s.
Don’t be shy! Reach out and touch someone! Whether you’re one of my regular readers or if this is your first time, leave me a comment. Just please no jokes about Orlando being gay.
Oh wait, he’s cheating on me. It’s open season on him until he straightens his ass out. No pun intended.