Roll Call
In a recent conversation with friend and neighbor Alison (called out,) I discovered she has been reading this blog for months without telling me or making comments. This isn't the first time someone has said this to me.
So here is my plea to all you silent lurkers- if you look at this blog but never comment, please leave a comment now. BUT, in order to protect your online anonymity, you don't have to leave your name. Instead, you can just make some private reference so I will know who you are.
Example-
On 8/8, Anonymous said:
Remember the moonlight noodles? Don't forget to fly fish!
Then of course I would know you were the crazy guy who talked to me on the subway this morning. You get the point.
posted by jesse @ 2:45 PM
10 Comments:
you're a rat bastard. gimme my gummi bears now!!!!!
Hey Jesse, a friend of mine tried this same thing, to see if the silent lurking masses would comment. It didn't work until the second time he tried it, when he asked those silent lurkers to choose what they wanted to hear about in the next post (he gave them the option of a poem about sex or a poem about trees, of course everyone commented that he should post a poem about sex in trees). Just an FYI. :)
Ok, fine - I'll admit it. I'm a silent lurker. =)
Can I go back to being silent now?
I have eleven toes. Seven on my left and four on my right. My middle name is Wallace. I get nosebleeds when I hear someone reference He-man and the Masters of the Universe. (Grayskull)
I am a silent lurker.
I just don't comment much.
I lived in Beaver Dam, Wisconsin for ten years, but I quit my job and moved to Bozeman, Montana a year and a half ago.
You don't know me...
I just stop by to read. I have no idea how I found your blog.
so what if your blog is in my bookmarks, get over yourself a little and write more.
zep- someone once gave me a tip on how to spell your name. you have to master the rze part first, then you do a little pie jew ski. sweet like gummy.
mar- I don't know if I have the energy for this sort of game. Apparently it makes people angry (see anonymous)
tri- silent on the internet, loud knocks on my window (had to say it, sorry)
sweet any- well if it isn't my old friend Captain Pickles! still doing the nudey dance for two bits a gander?
joe- I remember your comments from way back when. wow, you have a lot of stamina for my self-aggrandizing anecdotes. The dude abides.
sour any- This post was written out of good-natured curiosity, no need to respond with spite.
I knew I wasn't alone! I believe that lurking, above all else, is the new American pasttime - an elixir for boredom or a tool for procrastination. But I'm not above fessing up, so I won't complain about being the catalyst for this (not-so-)mass outing. I hope you enjoyed some happy reunions.
P.S. How many blocks away can you live and still be considered a neighbor, friend?
i'm still reading your blog. not really lurking, but not really commenting either. i'll work on that :)
you coming to beach day?
alison- neighbor is a state of mind.
jen- Happy Beach Day!
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