Lurkers, Stalkers and Squatters, Oh My

I realize that for every one of my readers who comments, there's another one who passes by announced. Sometimes I wish I could know who they are, wish that you would comment just so that I can understand the true efficacy of my efforts to keep my blog.

But I suppose I can appreciate that I'm but a spec in the overall scheme of blog-things, like a grain of sand on the expanse of a coastline. And that humbles me enough to invite sand artists over and pay them to practice their craft to highlight the fact that CARAJO - I'm pretty!

(I haven't posted a blog for laughs in a while)

So pretty that I shouldn't be overlooked like some damn seagull relieved herself all over me and some lifeguard placed the beach garbage can square over my face (mmm, lifeguards). I refuse to be an innocuous blogspot blip ...

Towards that end, the following change takes effect immediately:


He's offering himself to the one who comments the most on my blog in the next 30 days

Carry on