hugs i love you
March 26, 2010
Blogging is such a racket. Someday I’ll make millions off of blogging.
But if I’m going to be rich and famous, I’ve got to be visible. Regular. Active.
Mark used to have a blogroll that just went on and on, but he decided to punish people who didn’t publish regularly by not only listing the blogs in his blogroll by “most recently published” order, but by limiting the visible blogs to the ten most recently published.
Today I was checking out Mark’s blog (not updated since Wednesday, by the way), and I noticed that I was on the verge of disappearing from his list.
I admit it, I panicked. Nobody wants to be invisible. Well, almost nobody.
And, so, here you go, my question of the day, the week, hell, the question that has been plaguing me since my daughter turned into a teenager, and which I have listed in the “blog topics” file on my phone as “hugs i love you.”
When you were kids, did you hug every friend you ever ran into like you hadn’t seen them since they went to prison, and say goodbye to every friend you ever parted from as if they were going into the army?
It weirds me out.