Today Something To Say exceeded 100,000 visits. Weird! That is a small number for most blogs but for my little part of cyperspace it feels like an achievement. The 100,000th visitor was from Liege, Limburg. I wish I knew who you were, I would send you some token commemorative gift.
I turned off my comments yesterday after an exhaustive exchange with someone I offended on flickr. I posted something in a pool late night, after work, when I was tired. I thought I knew the pool "the rules" when I did it, and realized later that I had forgotten. I said something flippant in my own comments about what had happened and the comments started flying. The long and short of it is that meaning sometimes get losts and distorted in comments and emails. I know majority of you do not know me personally, but I am far from a rude, in-your-face person. I usually go the extra mile to be nice, pleasant and non-confrontational. I was trying to figure out how to turn off comments in flickr...it all left me exhauseted and disgusted. It felt like someone woke on the wrong side of the flickr page. I really don't post things for the comments, I post words and pictures really for myself, because I discovered in the beginning of my blogging journey that it made me more aware of the sweetness of my life. Comments, exchanges and making new friends are the cherry on top of an all ready delicious dessert. ;)
This the final mail I received from the disgruntled person and I thought it was very mean-spirited.
"I left this as a comment, and then realized that I really didn't care to have any more of the inane back and forth, and deleted it. A word of advice: anybody who reacts that badly to having their completely off-topic photo removed from a group (with an explanation, so they even know why!) has no business posting to groups. I'd advise against it until you're prepared to receive comments that aren't 100% ass-kissing. Your art recipe was cool. Too bad you aren't. My comments to your last comment:
"... and that negates calling me rude and disrespectful?
I read the whole thing. I only felt the need to respond to the insult."
You've been blocked. I prefer only to communicate with non-passive-aggressive folks who can take criticism (and it wasn't even of your friggin' art, only your ability to follow directions), and who don't think their shit smells like roses. Good riddance!
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