So, I haven’t written in a while. Sorry folks. I had some thoughts to share about my daughter’s just-past first birthday, so I came here ready to post.
First, I stopped in the comments folder. Mostly it is spam, but I live for the responses from real reader. In the spam file, the first comment I found was this one, from a Carol Miller:
Please don’t take this the wrong way. I think your overall ideas are fine but you might want to put a little more thought into your next posts. I say this becuase it seems like your writing style has gone downhill a bit as opposed to your previous posts. – C.
Really, Carol? I wonder what she means. This comment is in response to this post. You don’t need to follow the link. It’s a video of Veronica scooting.
On further examination, Carol’s comment included a website link.
So, the spammer are now using insults to capture our attention. Perhaps we are low-self-esteem, needy webbloggers and will respond more readily to criticism.
Here’s another spam-sult:
Really? Don’t misunderstand what I’m saying, I’m in agreement with you partially, but when you say something like this you actually have to be prepared to back it up.
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I am tempted to buy some of his tools, just because the man knows how to construct some flattery.
Haiti’s dilemma makes me so sad I can barely think about it. Just one little flicker of picturing the horror of being trapped under a building because of something that was entirely not your fault and knowing you are going to die…aaahhhhhhhhhhhg…think of something else quick.
Lots of peole are texting YELE for the Wyclef charity fund, and I think that’s great. I am telling myself I will donate after a little bit, when the rest of everybody has moved on but Haiti is still in rubble.
Thing is, Haiti doesn’t have a lot of quakes. They have hurricanes. They build their houses like the 3rd little pig, out of bricks, so that they would withstand the huff and the puff.
Here in california, we have quakes, so we build 2nd little pig style, out of sticks..Wood flexes and doesn’t fall down. And let me remind all my readers, as others have been repeating, be ready for catastrophe. Get the spare water and get the food and medicine emergency kit. Okay? Cause you never know. Be prepared!
Except Haiti had been sort of trying to be prepared. THey were prepared for the likely even, a hurricane. THey were not prepared for the unlikely event.
And that makes me know that we are all very exposed to disaster. Some things you cannot see coming. THere is no such thing as being prepared enough.
I guess that is why it’s good to know how to pray. To keep your hand in, as it were, on the prayer hotline. Because when you can’t do anything, you can still pray.
Let’s pray for Haiti, and stay humble.
welcome to the next year…the next decade…the next whatever.
I haven’t written in a long time. i’m kind of tired. There is a lot to do.
I have a certain amount of trepidation for this upcoming year. I am stonger than I was last year, thanks to the character bootcamp that is motherhood.
I just i’ll just have to pull up my boots and march on. I have a lot I want to do.