Oh, the tangled webs we weave. A few days ago, Sandy informed me that she was having trouble leaving comments on my blog. Poor Sandy, blacklisted. That's not riiiiiiiiiight. (Who was that comedian who did that routine? I can't remember.)
She later realized it was not just my blog, but all Typepad blogs. After she got frustrated enough, she started emailing me her comments and I would post them on my blog using her name, email, and URL.
Well, you know what computers do. You can think of the next thing that happened, eh? Yep, that's right. Good old computer cache. If I wasn't very careful, when I went to leave comments in other people's blogs, I was leaving them in Sandy's name. So if any of you got comments that sounded suspiciously like Sandy had stolen my voice, that's what happened.
I have been teasing Sandy that I've been trolling all over blogland leaving mischievous comments in her name. (This could actually be true. I could not remember where I'd been to retrace all my steps.) San actually thought this was kind of a bonus, and thanked me for relieving her of her reading and commenting duties, but it's fun to imagine how many faux pas might have been made.
A few weeks back, I was having trouble leaving comments on Typepad blogs, as well. It just kept timing out every time, and it was quite the annoyance. I contacted the amazingly good helpers at Typepad (I love Typepad) and they said that they would whitelist my IP address and they asked me to give them a list of readers to whitelist. Well, geeezh. I explained to them that I'm not as small as I used to be (in more ways than one, but I digress), and compiling a list of readers' IP addresses would be a Herculean task, for me and for them. But I've set the wheels in motion to get Sandy whitelisted. Hopefully it's been accomplished. Try it, Sandy.
If any of you other good folks out there have been unjustly denied commenting privileges on Typepad blogs (This must have to do with a recent upgrade or something -- or maybe Sandy is just a bad person in disguise.) please let one of us Typepad users know and we'll take care of it.
We know people. Or we know people who know people.
Okie-dokie. Onward and upward. Thank you for all your lovely comments yesterday. In reading around the bloggerhood, I found that it's something that is apparently "going around." Other people blogged about the same phenomenon. It must just be the season. People are bored or need more fresh air and sunshine or something. Or possibly, but don't quote me on this, a whack up 'side the head.
My favorite Wisconsinite and yours left this comment late last night that done cracked me up:
Is it a disease? Is there something going around?? I can't believe all the rudeness I've been reading about! Good for you, Norma, steppin' up -- you and your army! Yikes. Norma's Army... might that be anything like McHale's Navy?
A person on the "outside," new to blogs, (hi, Willem!) yesterday expressed mild surprise that I stated that I had not received any nasty comments before. I consider myself lucky that way.
I checked my stats yesterday. It's funny, when you're a new blogger, you check your stats
a couple a dozen a thousand times a day. After a while, you forget (or at least I forget) to check them for weeks or months at a time. So I specifically looked at the number of comments I've received since I've had the Typepad blog, which is almost three years: 20,099.
Some bloggers we all know have exponentially more than that (I'm wondering how I can fit the Arrhenius equation in here for a nonknitting reader), but to never have received a snarky comment, at least not that I can remember, well, aren't I special! Pat myself right on the back. I'm taking the piss out of myself, in case that went over your head. (Oh, how I love the British.)
A couple of other little unrelated things: Ryan kindly put my Dulaan Cupcake Hat pattern in beautiful pdf format for me. It's in the sidebar. Thanks, Ryan!
And a new-to-me blogger, Joan in Rutland, has started a Vermont knitters webring. I had sworn off any more webrings, but geez, I can't very well turn down a Vermont one, now, can I? I only know of a handful of us, but I'm sure it'll be growing all the time. Sign up, Vermonters!