So I wrote a post, as we bloggers often do. It was moderately topical, insofar as it was about the hellish winter which is on the verge of kicking my sorry ass yet again. I edited and edited. I scanned the internet for pretty pictures to give myself some clever captioning opportunities as well as appeasing some of my less literate readers. I shined that turd till it sparkled like a shiny turd.
It was time to hit the “Publish” button and wait for the accolades, or witticisms, or obscure comments which had no relevance to my post whatsoever. It’s these comments where I get the satisfaction of writing the blog posts in the first place. If I wasn’t interested in prompt feedback for my creative efforts, I might as well just write novels or user instructions for Q-Tips.
I got a “like”. Then another and another. I got a little message from WordPress congratulating me on being here two years. I waited some more, did some work on my other laptop, but still got no comments. Finally, the little cartoon talk bubble lit up in the corner of the screen. It was one of my dear blog friends, the only one I’ve actually met face to face for 30 beautiful seconds. She was commenting on my “About” page to tell me that the comments were closed on my weather post. Then Blogdramedy Tweeted me much the same message.
According to WordPress, I’ve hit the publish button 190 times in two years. For reasons only the IT department can explain, this time my readers got the message that the comments was closed. I went to my post and opened the edit option and found the comments open. I made a comment on my own post, feeling like I was kissing my sister. Still, my readers get the comments closed message.
Okay WordPress, you’ve pissed me off. Before the weather post, I wrote a nice seasonal, amusing post on cheap Valentine’s gifts. I had the nerve to foolishly hope that it might be Freshly Pressed. Instead of watching my numbers soar from being FP’ed, I’m going to post this whiney piece of junk in hopes that readers can comment on it, if they can’t then I’ll have to really wonder why I would continue.