Shame 1: Not having any comments actually bothers me. (A little. More than I care to admit.)
You see, over the last couple week or so, I’ve been a little disappointed. I keep posting, but no one’s been commenting on any of my posts. I’m embarrassed that this would bother me as much as it has, which is more than not at all. I mean, I write this blog mostly for fun, so why should I give a rat’s if no one comments on it? But I do. Because even though I do this blog mostly for fun, half of the fun of it is seeing other people’s reactions to my posts. The good, the bad, the irrelevant; I love them all. I enjoy reading your encouragement, your advice, and even your outrage. Because let’s face it, if I didn’t care about dialog with my readers, I wouldn’t bother putting my half on the internet; I’d write it in my journal the way I always have and be done with it.
Shame 2: My website apparently sucks.
Needless to say, I was a little confused as to the sudden halt in commenting. I didn’t think I’d changed anything in the way I post. Maybe I stopped being interesting. Then today, I receive a lovely e-mail from Shannon, a fellow blogger that I’ve begon corresponding with. (Badass blog, by the way. Seriously, once you’re done perusing mine, you should go check it out.) And in the e-mail, Shannon mentioned that she tried to leave a comment, but was unable to because the spam-blocker I have set up wouldn’t let anyone comment. To be fair, it was doing its job; spammers couldn’t get in. But neither could anyone else. This was a huge relief to me, because it allows me to believe that some of you were just blocked out. Whether this is true or not, I can’t say. The important thing is that it lets me think that.
Shame 3: Now you’re all going to think that this post is a desperate attempt to make my blog look more popular by driving up commenting.
It’s not, I promise. It’s more of a way to let y’all know that WordPress was being a bitch, but now it’s fixed. I went ahead and disabled the spam-blocker because while getting spammed was annoying, I’d rather get spam and you guys than neither. So if there was a post in the past week or so that really pissed you off and you were dying to rip me a new asshole, knock yourself out. If there was something that really inspired you and you’d like to share your own story, please do. If you’d like to tell me that I take my own importance entirely too seriously and to get a freakin’ life, you’re welcome to do that also. Or you can do nothing. I’ll begrudge you none of it.
On an entirely different note, I may or may not be going to the United States Institute of Theatre Technology convention in Cinncinati, OH this weekend, depending on whether or not work lets me go. It’s a giant convention/trade show for theatre techs (lighting, set design, rigging, costuming, sound, the whole bit,) and I’m crazy excited to go. (Strand will be displaying their newest light board…hell yeah!) You’ll know if I get to go because if I go, I won’t post again until Monday, and if I don’t, I’ll post once every 20 minutes or so out of sheer anger and boredom. Here’s hoping for no new posts! (Even if you’re voting for the wrong reasons.)