Lurkers, come closer
I have just taken this test that I found over at Beth's, who's sadly still busy reacquainting herself w her commode. Beth, Beth, quit drinking so much. Oy.
The test, it characterises one's humour. I must say I am flabbergasted, how could they have described me so very well? It's a bit eery really, judge for yourself, underlining's mine:
The Ham
Your humor style:CLEAN SPONTANEOUS LIGHT Your style's goofy, innocent and feel-good. Perfect for parties and for the dads who chaperone them. You can actually get away with corny jokes, and I bet your sense of humor is a guilty pleasure for your friends. People of your type are often the most approachable and popular people in their circle. Your simple & silly good-naturedness is immediately recognizable, and it sets you apart in this sarcastic world.
Aren't you proud of silly-silly, simple me? My sense of humour sets me apart in this nasty sarcastic world! Bad sarcasm, bad bad bad. I frown upon it, rearranging my cute, clean features in an appropriate manner. I also skip when I walk.
Now that I was reminded of my bitchiness, let's tackle lurkers shall we. The laws of average say I have some. Udge has recently intimated them to come out and amazingly, they did! That's bcs they are good lurkers. I know people lurk for a reason and, annoying as it is, I understand. *sigh* I do it as well. Lurkers wouldn't be called lurkers if they commented, now would they. So I'll tell you why I lurk where I lurk and MAY I ENCOURAGE YOU TO DO THE SAME? I come bearing long swords. [They are Portuguese swords. Bcs I am Portuguese, not Israeli. I was born here, my soul was born in Israel, see? Some of you get confused.]
I read some IF blogs where I hardly or never comment. Infertility blogs are fraught w perils and it is very easy to say the wrong thing without realising it. On any site, if I leave a few comments and they are not acknowledged in any way whatsoever, I assume it's the blogger's polite way of saying I couldn't care less abt what you have to say, you funny Portie person, go away. And I obligingly re-lurk again. I also lurk at sites that have far too many commenters bcs really, after 276 people have said their bit, what could I possibly add? The pleasure of seeing my name on the list as well? On a personal level, I will never be able to really understand the thrill of being first (First! First!) and I never tend to worship said bloggers, so some of the mystique is lost on me. There are also some blogs that I read only infrequently and then I feel stupid abt leaving a comment but maybe what's stupid is me thinking that? I wouldn't be offended it they did that here so I don't know what I'm talking abt anymore. Finally, there's Paul and Dale, though that's not really lurking. And Paul is blogging again and I barely know what's happening w his life, and I don't know how Dale is doing either bcs well, I've talked abt this here. Their writing wraps itself around some heart branches and they make me feel things. For almost a year now I have been avoiding them and then going back to read them in vast gulps on a regular basis. I wish it would stop being so, I wish I could stop myself, I am crazy abt them and miss them terribly, I went in now to get their site domains and kept my eyes on the URL the wole time lest an exquisite sentence caught me unawares. I feel terribly guilty for doing this bcs it sounds absolutely inane even to me but I'd much rather live with the guilt that follows (believe me, it's no minor guilt, and even more so bcs they are unfailingly supportive and the whole thing makes me feel like an absolutely rotten person) than with the longing they make me feel for Uzi. Once again, this is my public apology to you.
[Detour. I very rarely receive emails asking for me to link to the person. Blog etiquette is a bit inconsistent yet but common sense and manners aren't, not really. It might be useful to read this bfr writing to me. And if you'd like for more people to read you and become so fond of you that they link to you, er, leave comments yourself. You know, participate. Work a little. Bcs an email coming from a stranger saying Hi, I love your blog even though I couldn't be bothered to even comment, I have a new one, could you link to me will be treated as spam bcs as far as I can tell, that's what it is.]
I have an inkling that I may have neglected to reply to some new commenters in the past. Even bfr I started replying to comments individually I always answered those bcs, when you think abt it, it's not an easy step is it? Back when I started I found a blog that pretty much begged for comments, i.e., everyone! Comment! Love! Comments! Everyone! Welcome! Well then. To my great surprise I found that the stupid cow was leaving comments after mine saying things like Why is the Lioness stalking me? Please make her stop! WELL THEN. I deleted them and wholeheartedly hope the lady has seen fit to start intensive therapy. I have never went back to check. Anyway, if I did the same to you I'm sorry, I truly am, sometimes life gets to be a bit too much in the Pride revier and some fall through the loops. I also lost my bookmarks when my hard drive crashed and have been unable to find some people again. BCS THEY DON'T LEAVE COMMENTS. That's what happens. Sadness could be spared.
So. Lurkers. If you are one, could you tell me why and where from? How did you end up here? Are you a lurker bcs I make you uncomfortable? [Seriously, happens so often IRL I wouldn't be surprised if I'd managed to have the same effect on the ether.] Are you a lurker bcs you enjoy reading but, astonishingly, are left w nothing to say? Are you a lurker bcs you think I couldn't care less abt your comment? (Here you'd be wrong) For the love of God just tell me, I'm too curious for my own good, I may sprain a neuron trying to understand this. You may do it anonymously, of course. (Well not of course but I've turned anon commenting back on) I really, really, REALLY would love to know. I didn't feel much like celebrating my bloggiversary last August, consider this my wish list. Also, both my show and Loverboy's were aired. We were mortified, him for no reason whatsoever, hw was fine and looked edible. One colleague of mine actually only recognised me when I started talking. But that might just be a good thing. There could be pics but NOT UNTIL WE HAVE SOME ANSWERS. The Pride whole-heartedly embraces emotional blackmail (and it should be effective as well bcs people who never comment can just not comment again and we'll see who wins). And remember the swords.
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UPDATE: Ed's comment's reminded me of something. I've been doing that a lot as well, staring at the comment window blankly and not being able to pull forth any words. Lioness Was Here seems a bit daft. I am not deliberately trying to lurk, am just struck dumb more often than not. So chances are, if someone from Portugal has been stopping by, it was me. Then again, there are loads - and I mean LOADS - of Portie bloggers and they do get around so it's probably not all me, maybe you're making some new friends. Also, there are people who link to me and have never commented - why? WHY? Now I don't feel comfortable commenting there either. See how silly it all is? Also, there is someone in Munich who's been here for 17h, 37 min and 22 secs. A slow reader, perhaps? German person, YOU LEFT A WINDOW OPEN! Close it off bfr it bursts into flames. (And introduce yourself, das waere schoen, gell?)(Blah ohne Umlaut sieht Deutsch total bescheuert aus!) And you in New Haven (which is gorgeous, I loved it!) of the 7 h, who are you? Another window left open? (Happens to me as well so I never get my knickers in an uproar imagining it's all love) And you, you in JERUSALEM, the place where everything starts and ends, who are you and why aren't you saying anything?? Stam b'yerushalayim, kacha. NU?? So not pleased with this. *slowly walks away w head down, shoulders shaking w sobs*
posted by Lioness @ 10:44 am
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57 Comments:
I don't consider myself a lurker so much as a ninja. I've been clinging to the ceiling, just waiting for the right time to pounce.
Hey, what's that out your window? A pony?
Ed, participate away! I've updated the post bcs of you, you reminded me of something. Maybe our mojos are somewhere together, having a laugh at our expense.
Ben, you're an infrequent commenter, not a lurker. There's a diff. I don't think I could be moved to comment on many of my posts, especially the horribly sad ones. And other people's sadness sometimes paralyses me as well and I retreat in empathetic horror. (Lurkers, you didn't read this. Behave.)
Does that mean we can comment once a year and graduate to the 'infrequent' category?
And after reading your post, no wonder people are afraid to say anything to you. Wow. Please don't beat me.
But if you can throw any words out there that you want people also have the corresponding right to read whenever they want to, with no responsibility to you about whether they comment or not.
Come on, just appreciate the fact that you are so nice to be around we would rather bask in your presence than have you notice us.
Joe, did you read the whole post? You didn't, you just skimmed through it, admit it! I agree w you, I even wrote that, I lurk as well. Our rights as lurkers are as big as our rights as posters and as a poster I can ask people to momentarily and anonymously delurk. What they then choose to do is entirely up to them.
Ed, my written English has been perfectly hideous lately, your typos have come to the right place,no worries.
And agreed. Sadly.
Ok I admit it already. I am a horrible horrible lurker *sob*. I think this is actually the first comment I have ever posted on a blog of someone I don't know in person. I have been lurking at you for about a year (I think I first read you when you were in Canada last winter). It drew me immediately in because 1) I am Canadian and lived in Toronto (ich wohne jetzt in Wien und spreche auch Deutsch!) and 2) I am very drawn to your emotional honesty. Your blog is wonderful and I check every day for updates. Why? Because you are a rocker of the hardest core and your posts are brilliant. I find it very easy to relate to your life and your insights. I very much respect your opinions. You are often absolutely hilarious.
There were a couple of times I was tempted to comment but not having a Blogger log-in limited me. I am also a bit shy (of the who the fuck am I to comment on this brilliant post? variety). I have also only started blogging about 5 minutes ago (3 days or something) and I am quite shy about that toooo... ok enough already! (warning: when you invite the lurkers out of the shadows they may not shut up)
Good Heavens, you have time to feel guilty about how often you read my blog? Your conscience is obviously far too clear. Do something wicked at once! Then you won't have to make up obscure misdeeds to keep it occupied.
Thanks for saying such lovely things. Visit daily or yearly or not at all; my blog is a guilt-free zone, dear.
You know I'm going to have "Come a little closer" going through my head all day now (not that you would know the song, it's rather obscure but it is sung at karaoke).
Liquicat, welcome to blogging. It is wonderful in so many ways.
As for commenting, I try to comment on all posts but sometimes the people I read are prolific and I might miss one. There are a few people I read that I don't comment on every post because I can't think of what to say. Or I'm afraid I'll sound like a dork.
And what's wrong with being a ham? I took the test and I'm a ham. And I appreciate sarcasm. So there (I am maturely sticking my tongue out at the computer screen).
I was so happy to have you (and your intelligence) come forward on my site, that I promptly left you a response and then tracked you down. This was a good day...and I now I am a regular "lioness" reader, who only lurks when I've already commented. Sometimes it's just fun to go back to a site and read what everyone else has to say...
Ciao for now...
Teri
www.herestohappywomen.blogspot.com
P.S. As it is Friday, I've posted a new article. Hmmmm, will you lurk or will you comment...? Gotcha!
Oh oh oh!!! It worked! My n is still rather small but at least now I have one! Liquicat, thank you, this was fabulous! And my God, you've been reading for a year, DAILY, and you've managed to NOT say anything?? I must learn that sort of restrain, I could never do it! But look, who is supposed to comment on my posts? I didn't know anyone when I first started blogging either and I am often impressed and intimidated by things I read but hell, see above, can't seem to keep my mouth shut (now, IRL I am far less vocal)(mostly). ANYONE can comment, EVERYONE can comment, how will I know when people like posts if I'm not told? And I like it when people like the things I write, of course I do. People are also welcome to disagree, as long as it's done good-mannerdly. (Good-mannerdely? With politeness, auf jedenfall.) (Und du sprichst auch Deutsch, ist es whansinnig! Wien! Kennst du den Pfefferle?) And you think I'm funny, yey! I hope you will enjoy blogging as much as we do. And comment any time - or not, but I mean feel free to. I'd much rather you didn't shut up. Really, thank you for delurking, you've just brightened up a terribly cold and cokeless day.
Dale, see, my guilt doesn't budge at all by your saying there shouldn't be any in the first place. I feel silly abt the whole thing - more like stupid really. And there we are. Oh I did somethign wicked, haven't studied a thing today! And what else could I say abt you?
DM, just so you know, Kajagoogoo's "Too Shy" has those very same words. I love the song - now who's a dork? Hams are dull, have you read the description? Who wants to talk or make jokes in a way that is kinder-friendly?
I'm not a lurker - well, you know, I'm a compulsive poster - but I wanted to tell you that on the humor test, I scored as such:
the Wit
(52% dark, 34% spontaneous, 15% vulgar)
your humor style:
CLEAN | COMPLEX | DARK
You like things edgy, subtle, and smart. I guess that means you're probably an intellectual, but don't take that to mean pretentious. You realize 'dumb' can be witty--after all isn't that the Simpsons' philosophy?--but rudeness for its own sake, 'gross-out' humor and most other things found in a fraternity leave you totally flat.
I guess you just have a more cerebral approach than most. You have the perfect mindset for a joke writer or staff writer.
Your sense of humor takes the most thought to appreciate, but it's also the best, in my opinion.
You probably loved the Office. If you don't know what I'm talking about, check it out here: http://www.bbc.co.uk/comedy/theoffice/.
PEOPLE LIKE YOU: Jon Stewart - Woody Allen - Ricky Gervais
Which is great, 'cause I adore Ricky Gervais and will watch anything he's in. Twice.
Teri, that's not lurking, it's enjoying the comments! I always go back for those as well. As fun as the posts, sometimes more. ;)
Lorem, oh, that's so much better than the Ham! I had to google Ricky Gervais and then realised I knew him already - I love The Office! (Er, English version, that is)
I probably fall into your "infrequent" category. I love to read you because I enjoy your sense of humor, and am sincerely appreciative of how you seem to command the sarcasm of English better than I do. (Which I'm told is the hardest part of a language to learn.)
Mostly infrequent because I don't have a whole lot of time to read blogs, and even less to comment on them. (I don't mean to imply by any stretch that you're not worth the time...quite the opposite, really.) I think your posts deserve intelligent, articulate comment, which, when I'm tired, takes me a while to come up with.
If I can't do justice to the thought, I'd just as soon read, appreciate, and be on my way.
Another "not a lurker" here, but I just had to say that whomever it was thought you were stalking...she must be daft. You always leave such wonderfully sweet comments; how can a person not love you??
She's worse off for not realizing what a great person you are. And we're all the luckier for it.
You know, AS, I am beginning to worry. When I go to the haidresser's (or used to, after last time's ritual sacrifice of hair will not go again i think but anyway) he shoves political and economic magazines at me. Very serious, deep stuff. And I sit there wondering what abt me says Cannot Abide Fluff. I can! I swear! If you don't want to comment or don't have the time that's fine, but please don't feel you have to be very articulate, you've probably never read one of my insomnia posts. And see, I nearly posted this over at Diana's - intelligent and articulate, ha! And sarcasm... Sadly or not, all I have to do is sort of translate myself into English and presto, sarcasm. I even manage to do it in Portuguese and the language doesn't suit me nearly as well.
Misfit, and she couldn't spell either! I KNOW! Losah. Smooch.
I think that most blog-readers are somewhere along a continuum between "always lurking" and "always commenting", rather than at either end. There are blogs where I often comment (and worry about "stalking"), and other where I seldom comment; and the difference has little to do with the quality of the writing. Dale is a prime example: for time-zone reasons, there are usually 30 comments by the time I get to read his latest, and anything worth saying has already been said twice; I don't wish to dilute the blogstream by just saying "me too".
Although I would say a hearty "me too" to Ed's closing the comment box untouched.
You've had more luck drawing out the lurkers than I did :-)
Udge, true, I suppose it's exactly like that. And not true, not true, we're one for one, you have the one from Alaska and I have Liquicat. See?
Sometimes the intensity/quality of the writing shuts me up.
Oh shut up.
;)
Tee! I was just thinking about this topic! I was in an exposing mood this week and outed myself on a couple other blogs. I had been posting regularly as "anonymous", but only out of shyness and to avoid that low, shame-y feeling that occurs when you sincerely like another person's writing but then apparently don't pass muster enough for them to visit and comment on your site. I hate that low, shame-y feeling.
BUT, OH WELL.
I should go out myself to Udge. And be more comment-y on Noorster's blog.
Fifth, I applaud you! They will enjoy that loads, for sure. I have done some good today. *solemn face, exit*
Just for the record I also lurk at Noorster (although I did once put a pin in her map) and, but with less regularity, at Udge.
Ich kenne den Pfefferle nicht. Was ist das?
I promise to be less shy in the future and once my blog is in some kind of presentable state I will include the link.
The American version is pretty good, surprisingly. Ricky has a hand in that and I believe that's why it's that way. The first few episodes were based on the BBC scripts, but now in the second season it's finally coming into its own. It's just as cringe-worthy. They cast Steve Carell in the arrogant boss role.
Aw, hell, you know my story but just for the sake of not lurking and joining in the party conversation, I'll go through it. I still lurk on large blogs and even smaller infertility blogs for just the reasons you outlined. I lurked on your blog (found you through a comments you left on several IF blogs I read, given your wonderful comments and distinctive moniker), as I really didn't feel I had anything even slightly sparkling to say to someone who is terribly cool and continental. (Armpit if Europe, my ass.) I am a dull Midwestern mom. But then you found me and left a comment, I replied, you chastized, now you can't shut me up. I don't always comment, again because of that feeling of having nothing worthy to say, but I ALWAYS read. And now, I consider you a rather good friend, along with Dana and Beth, who I first ran into here. Interesting how things turn.
HenriV: ... and now I have a low shame-y feeling about not reciprocating the visit (which I have now done).
Liquicat: I had noted an Austrian visitor from the network of a consulting company. Nice to find out who you are. Get that blog running!
I say if people want to lurk, it's their loss.
My humor style is Prankster (28% dark, 38% spontaneous, 10% vulgar).
Am I consistent?
I want pictures! I don't lurk [at your site anyway]. Sure, I've been known to not comment on some sites because I have no idea what to say and I didn't really like the post I read, but I tend to not end up back there so I don't think that is lurking. Lurking implies frequent visits.
I miss you!
Well, I suppose it's time to confess.
I am a lurker on your blog, and I have been for awhile. I stumbled across it one day, I don't even remember how.
I haven't quite figured out why I have never commented before. I find your blog quite amazing.
Oh, and I'm from Canada also.
I'm not a lurker, but I am a rather infrequent commenter, although I do enjoy your blog (and your sense of humor).
I totally agree that it is highly obnoxious when someone sends you an e-mail asking you to link your blog to them. What a transparent bid for attention!
I lurk and rarely comment because I suffer from comment anxiety. I read so much great writing; anything I have to say would be inane in comparison.
So, this is me. Lori from Munich. Lurking. (Now, please everybody say “Hi Lori”). One reason for not commenting: let’s just face the fact that my English sucks sometimes. A quite common thing to “zeah Germans”. Another reason why I never comment? Because I’ll definitely become pathetic when I start explaining why I like to read your blog. Terrible thing for someone who likes to keep the visor down.
Don’t remember how exactly I stumbled across it. Must have been a year ago or so. I had just left Israel where I lived for more or less three years. Went back to Munich for work. Have been terribly homesick for my little kibutz be Zafon and for my friends. Wasn’t quite over the fact that me and my Israeli boyfriend broke up, not for the lack of love but for lack of ideas how we could manage to be together on the long run. Started to search the internet for any kind of mental cure. Got addicted to ontheface, treppenwitz, lettersfromrungholt and whichsurprisedher. Simply love to read your blog because yes, it makes me FEEL. Looking at butterflies differently. Everybody who reads your blog misses Uzi.
Some of your posts made me cry heavily, yet, even the saddest post often comes with a tiny little smile which is adorable. Then there are days that I am often unable to explain my outbursts of laughter to colleagues. Please, please, there must be a dimension or place or whatsoever where you and Douglas Adams meet and make a radio show together.
Back to lurking. Visor down.
Lurking is much safer than commenting, especially for those of us who tend to avoid confrontation. Of course, throw something out there I am passionate about and you won't be able to get me to shut-up.
Actually, I began lurking here a bit before you started commenting on mine. You scared me. I'm kidding. I like your thinking and your advice.
Just know that if I don't speak, it's probably a treat! :)
I'm entirely selfish in my lurking because you can read my profile but not find my blog. Nasty Trout. But you're not the people I'm hiding from, so do visit if the fancy takes you - http://fishyrequisite.blogspot.com
Howdy dear.
I'm not a lurker, tho there are blogs I do read and don't comment often on... but sometimes? there are just so many comments one can write in one day!!!
a rose to you dear, and the butterflies are still emerging.
weird... my word veri is wayudzcp...
are you sure lurking is not seriously underrated??! sometimes the monkey randomly typing at my keyboard makes more sense than i do. not to mention the pay scale seems to be the higher for lurking than commenting. after all, we can't all be fabulous writers like you.
I mostly lurk on your site because, well, I just do! Although your 'little sheep ass' comment in your last post had me giggling for days, I still didn't comment.
And comment mojo, yes, I often lose it.
uh, hey, can I be a ninja too?
Um, well, I do comment occasionally. But sometimes-- yeah. I just read and don't seem to have anything useful to say, except for, Wow, one way or another. So I guess I'm a mostly-lurker.
My humor style:
CLEAN | COMPLEX | DARK
I am otherwise known as the Wit
(71% dark, 26% spontaneous, 21% vulgar).
Since I'm not a lurker I figured I'd share my sense of humor with you ;)
By the way, I think it is fantastic that you're a ham! haha. I fully expect you to ham it up now on your blog.
Bring on the slap-stick Lioness.
wishing i had more time to comment. your blog is always a good read though.
ps. i think you're beeeeautiful!
Udge: Well, yes that would be me lurking from work (i also lurk from home). I find it a bit disturbing that your site counter has so much information! All this time I thought I was so stealthy...
I have downgraded from commenter to lurker because I don't know what to say. I read your blog regularly and am terribly moved and touched by all -- I think you're a genius, but you know that already -- but really, I just don't know what to say. I haven't seen you in so long, I can hardly remember what it's like to be in the same room with you! And (sniffle) I'm not even sure you're interested in my comments, because you never, ever get in touch anymore, you busy student, and I do take it personally, quite.
Lately I'm a blogger because I am a bad lazy woman.
Anyway, we should have a cup of coffee again one of these days. R will be at school and even if I have to bring M he just sleeps in his stroller all day long so he would bother us.
What do you say? I'm always free these days...
My brain must have stopped. I meant "lately I'm a lurker" not "lately I'm a blogger" obviously.
I sometimes lurk, I sometimes blog, I sometimes comment ... and you still don't have me in your links ... *pathetic sob*
Just kiddin, darling. You da bomb.
Been a lurker of late just because well... there's been not much to say but repeating good wishes etc but I do read you faithfully because you "get it" you do... and even if you are not dealing with IF you understand mourning and loss like we do. Guess that's why I started reading you, I stay because you provoke thought, make me laugh and are just generally fabulous.
You left a comment on my blog, and I replied to it only because I read this post.
So now, I'm returning the favor.
I am a bit... speechless but will try. Sorry it's taken a while, first I was shell-shocked and then there was the migraine.
L., that only shows your excellent taste, they'll be tickled pink! Der Pfefferle, das war ein Witz, er ist jemand den ich kannte der jetzt in Wien lebt. I'm so happy you'll give us the link, I didn't want to ask.
LI, that is good news, although I can't imagine. Really? It works? Blows the mind.
Diana, oh silly one, I am continental, I suppose, but enough w the coolness thing, you lot read abt my life, what could be uncooler?? And if you don't believe we are the armpit of Europe kindly move here (yes please!) and watch the run for the presidency, could make me cry. I cannot believe you don't comment bcs it's not worthy, are you mad? Unless it means you stare blankly at the screen, in which case, perfectly normal after one turns 30, I expect. Who am I to... I think of you as a friend too, isn't the blogospehere bizarre and lovely?
Savtad., oh always, always!
Beth, pics will have to wait, stupid camera will not cooperate and doesn't recognise new batteries. WTH?
Jess, hallo! Confessions, very cleansing or so I'm told. So share w us when you do figure it ;) - and thanks for delurking! (You must be freezing, yes?)
Rozanner, tit for tat! I do enjoy yours too - minus one clown or two - and am also an infrequent commenter. Actually it depends a bit, I always seem to when you show us your hair or talk abt clothes. I'm a vapid individual. (I have pinkish hair now, can you believe that? Not unlike yours but hey, not a wise decision, no no no.)
Listmaker, your use of one of my beloved words (inane) and your sentence as a whole actually convinced me you'd be loads of fun to read. Your "great writing" might be seen by the poster as average, so chances are they'd be delighted to hear from you. Hell, you've only just written this sentence and I was!
Lori, Lori, Lori... What to say to you? First, the admnistrative. Did someone else write your comment for you? No. Was soll das mit dem Englisch, are you mad?? Your English is far better than most of the German's - and I know, I've lived there, and worked with them for years. Drop thy shyness, your English is brilliant! Your comment had me in tears, it really did. I am so sorry, I absolutely know how that feels like it. Vet school in Israel woudln't have anything to do w me and I was forced back and well, you know the rest. Mind you, if I ever came across Douglas Adams in a parallel universe it would not be pretty, I'd get horribly tongue-tied - or worse, NOT. It'd be mortifying, I can assure you. I am delighted to find out I make people laugh out loud, and surprised abt making perfect strangers cry. I need to write a post abt this when things become clearer in my mind but I asked for a gift and you gave me one, you gave me a terribly huge one. I suppose we never know when our lives touch others in fundamental ways and to hear that strangers identify with us and root for us and cry with us and find little smiles where we can only see bleakness - well, words fail me. I imagine you're talking abt Uzi and his posts. Lori, Lori, hamudah, this: "Looking at butterflies differently. Everybody who reads your blog misses Uzi.", this is why people should comment when something touches them, bcs every little bit does help, as I keep saying, and bcs you never know when
you might be healing some tiny tiny bit of the pain. Everybody who reads me misses Uzi? THIS is what had me in tears, THIS was the most extraordinary gift and I wish I could tell you what it means and what it did to me and how grateful I feel whenever I remember it. Commenters have power and they change people's lives as well. Ich danke dir, es war einfach... Ich hoffe, du weist es.
Tendersoul, don't be silly, I'm sure it's not! And what abt this blog sounds confrontational to you? ;)
M, what can I say? You win!
Trout, I KNOW, I looked for it! Tnx for the URL, will visit.
Nancy, I know, I suffer from that too. It sometimes paralyses me. Always lovely to receive your roses.
Elyiahu, you lazy man, yes I am! The monkey sometimes does extraordinary well, though, yes. Damn the monkey.
Oro, I actually had to go digging for the "little sheep ass", I didn't know what you were talking abt, I'm so happy it had you giggling for days. Oh I am an infrequent commenter over at your site and mostly for the above mentioned reasons, wasn't sure you were happy w my commenting. Everyone can be a ninja, well done Ben! You could found your own club and have secret handshakes.
Elswhere, a-ha! [Pooh-ish] Who cares abt useful? Just do as you please. (I comment more than you, nanananana!)
Chimmy, shut up. Nice pun. Ha ha. *kick*
JenP, are you crazy? You have a small, strong-willed, sick child! Fret no more. And tnx, dahling.
"Anon", don't be daft. We've talked abt this and YOU actually see how I live and how mad and horrendous school is. To take it personally is just silly, I've barely seen anyone bcs of the group presentations and you know it's hard to get 4 people on 4 very different schedules together. Besides, you were the one who called off the meeting yest, so there. :P
Ana, I was waiting for you to ask, and of course I'll want to meet tiny M.! Your brain has indeed stoppde bca you also wrote this: "he just sleeps in his stroller all day long so he WOULD bother us." Tee-hee!
Kinneret, that reminds me, I have been meaning to create a drop-down menu for the BBB for ages now and I don't think it will happen till the end of Febr. Sad, I know.
Robbie, just so you know your blog isn't allowing me to comment, it keeps repeating the verif word over and over again and not going anywhere. Am quite aggravated, stupid thing. Tnx!
Well, I best not continue to lurk. ;) Found you via Life is Sweet, Baby's link list.
SE, Wisconsin, cold as all get out here.
This is my first visit and you have me confused with the open window statement. How does this happen and how do I ensure the window gets closed when I leave? Help, I am new to the world of blog. shinnyl@excite.com, email with my help line when you can. Thanks. Keep up the good work.
I admit it. I lurk occasionally. Found you via Diana Piffle and love your comments.
Shanna, technically, that's not lurking yet. :) What i meant by the window thingy was, I often have several IE windows open. Sometimes I forget to close one and when I come back I realise i0've been stuck in one blog for hours. It's not a bad thing at all, it was a joke. All you need to do is click on the friendly X, it will close it. No worries!
Ed, half of these are mine, answering comments. But my lurkers did good and I am very happy. We'll see abt the rest.
Moegirl, a-HA! Got you! I used to have your blog bookmarked, now I can visit again occasionally too. Welcome to our lives.
I enjoy reading your blog and have done so for at least a year. Your posts have entertained me, educated me and enlightened me. On a few occasions your writings have even evoked an angry response. Sometimes being a lurker means never having to say you’re sorry.
Steve
I don't recall the link that originally brought me here; it was about a year ago. Your writing is so beautiful, and your story so compelling, that I return again and again, simply to remain connected, just as I dip into favorite novels to revisit characters and scenes that have now become my memories, as well. And yes, I miss Uzi too, and I think of him often.
Why haven't I posted a comment until now? Probably because, until now, you never asked me to.
Greetings, then, dear Lioness, and thank you for sharing your gifts so freely!
P.S. I'm having seemingly endless problems posting this, for some reason. Hope you don't end up with ten copies of the same comment, heartfelt as they all will be!
Xibuk gadol from a perfect stranger. Lori
Swollen, er, Steve, hallo! I am still in awe of the restraint you lot show, reading for over a year and no comments! You are made of sturdier stuff, I'm afraid. I have angered you? Wow. Please please please tell me when - I sniff the Middle East, perhaps? Or the dwarf rant? Or maybe something entirely unexpected, oh go on, say which ones! And you can always disagree, it doesn't mean you'll have to apologise. Tnx for delurking.
Lily, hallo you too! I am so excited, I do the same w books, i could never understand how people can read the good ones only once and be done w it. I KNOW! You miss Uzi too, and think abt him often... You know, I am so very happy I started this blog in my naivité, this is simply lovely. THANK YOU. And you are now requested to comment, if that's what it takes! You're so welcome.
Lori, not such a stranger anymore. ;)
Lala was here and daft as hell.
Mossy Stone (linked to you thanks to Ed's de-lurking post) was here ALL the way from the comfort of my den/office in Canada. If I'm a first-time visitor who lingered a while before commenting, does that make me a wanna-be lurker?
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