Secret Password?
My comrade kindly pointed out to me this afternoon that my blog was only accepting comments from "team members". This is not the result of any new policy. The "rebellion" has not yet begun requiring the use of a super-secret password in order to validate communications.
I was messing around with my template earlier and inadvertently changed this setting. It's reassuring to know that you all weren't ditching me because you dislike me, but rather because I'd stupidly made my blog inaccessible. Of course, this doesn't necessarily mean that you don't also dislike me. I could just be kidding myself...clinging to the paper-thin false hope that your lack of support was merely the result of an operator error on my part. Or maybe you liked me before I blocked your access to my blog, but now you hate me. And you'll never know it was all a horrible accident because you'll never return to see this post. Because you hate me now. And no one else will come here either, because if you hate me, you will have removed my link from your side bar.
I'm doomed....
7 Comments:
Hate you? NEVER!
I am glad Mike got you the email (I am assuming it was Mike...).
He has my email address BTW. Feel free to ask him for it if you ever need it.
5:27 PM
Look here. I can comment.
And I still hate you.
But that's sure a swell lookalike picture of you. So I only hate you a little bit.
5:48 PM
Thanks guys. Perhaps doom is not as imminent as I feared!
Actually, my blogger friend, Amanda, posted a huge note for me on her blog site, telling me she couldn't comment on mine. Wasn't that sweet? People who identify themselves on here are really nice.
I'm tearing up now...I'd better go.
6:18 PM
Mike,
You know far too much! The possibility for blackmail is positively frightening!
6:21 PM
LOL.. Gotta watch that Mike! ;)
6:45 PM
Awww...thanks, Amanda! Just for that, I'll let you choose your pool boy first. HA! As if the pool boys were ever coming. No wonder McG's getting hate mail!!
10:23 PM
well... i see that i have to clients off the list.. and wouldn't you just flip a powdered wig if a thong clad gentleman arrived at the doorstep?
i blame bad directions for the lack of pool love!
and with that... i'm off to the souther pimp convention!
11:37 PM
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