But I am seriously considering unfollowing a few of you.
I know, I am not happy about it either. But I try to read and comment on every blog posted by people I follow… and some of you have stopped visiting me in return. I feel like we have reached sort of a one-way point in our relationship.
And the thing is… there is always a thing, you know… that I have a lot of new followers since that last time you commented on one of my posts. And I can’t follow everybody that I like, but if I cleared a little room in my schedule… and on the reader list… I could add a few more of these people.
I am sorry it has come to this. My only other option, to let you know how much I miss your comments, is to just hit the like button on your posts instead of doing comments. I have started doing that to a few of you. But somehow that just seems more cruel than ending it clean.
I guess, if you aren’t coming here any more, that you will not see this post. So it might come as a shock when I leave you. I hope you understand that it isn’t personal. There is only so much time in a day. We had a good thing… I will miss you… It isn’t you… it’s me…
I think we should see other people…
Pouring My Art Out 
I follow very few, and hate life without the laptop…making building relationships extremely difficult. Ever tried to type a post with ONE FINGER on an iPod? I don’t recommend it!
I type all my stuff with one finger… ha…
I can’t type as fast as I think with just one finger…totally blows my mojo…
I actually use two fingers on a regular keyboard, and my spelling is horrible…
Back on topic for a moment. Yeah, I know. Really? I was just thinking how revealing a list of the sites we frequent in the blogoshpere would be. This site and my participation here is not at all typical of where I spend most of my time (well, not intentionally anyway). I hardly ever read fiction. Most of my reading is for educational purposes with a small mix of how-to stuff. You are the 20% side of the application of the Pareto rule in my blog slogging life. I come here for companionship, stress relief, entertainment and the mental challenge of the game of the day with all the other followers. It is the only site I come to to be both frivolous and serious in the same place. I suppose that makes this site my blogging vice if you will, and I know you will.
I think being called a vice may just be my proudest moment in blogging. I do try to fill a weird nitch… or I fell into it… why is nitch ot recognized by the spell checker??? I do funny stuff that requires no thought to enjoy. But I do stuff that I think people really should think long and hard about… even if I can’t be bothered to… and then there is the actual sharing of art and music, so throw some passion into the mix… and the stories of my life to add a little humanity if not a drop of humility…
crap, I need to do a post about how awesome this blog really is… Thanks, bro!
Yes, you should. The spell check doesn’t work if you are too far off. “Niche” is what you are looking for I am sure. Thanks for the continuing diversion, subversion, reversion and perhaps perversion. How did i ever know the vice tag would be so appealing to you?
My ami vice
Mi amo vice?
More ammo vyce
I hope I’m not one of those you choose to stop following, you’re my most prolific commenter! I can’t always get to your blog every day because, like you, I try to follow so many of the people who follow me & my time is limited too. What I do now is try to read some posts every day & I will read about 4 or 5 posts from a particular blogger all at the same time. It’s not because I’m not interested, it’s because I’ve run out of time. (besides being hugely distracted by having Kelvin still home all day every day).
If you read that carefully… and the other one I did… this was just about a couple people that I started following in the early days that used to stop by…
Don’t forget that people have private lives demanding attention, events unfold that are not meant for publicizing. Blogging is supposed to be fun not another dreary obligation.
I was just giving two people a hard time… but it did start a conversation.
Let’s put the shoe on my foot for a change, we’ll fixate on me instead of YOU. Was I one of those people who dropped off? I haven’t seen Dotty Headbanger in ages.
I miss her… She did a couple of posts a few moths ago and then went away again. And we should make it all about you…
I wonder where Dotty went. We don’t need to make it about me but was I one of the people you meant in the post about two people who don’t visit you? No, I couldn’t have been. I spend more time on your causes than I do on my own.
No… there was just two people that fell into that category. And their blogs weren’t really that interesting to me… I just started following them in the early days because they ended up here. Remember when you thought you could follow everybody who followed you? We were so innocent then.
It drives me nuts that some of the followers are not real people. I think about 1/3 of my followers are people with blogs, the rest are phishing sites looking to score numbers. Oh and 1 person blatantly looking to score numbers. I almost forgot about him.
Hey now…
What? Is that a number 15 shoe I stuck out there?
Right into my mouth?
Or was it somewhere else… ha!
hahahahahaha! You are incorrigible.
I do try to be.
I follow lots of people who have probably never come to my site. And lots of people follow me whose sites I’ve never visited. Such is the way of social media.
I cannot accept the status quo
Yikes, I hope I got caught up just in time.
Why is everybody thinking I am talking about them???
Because you are….all of us in the blogosphere 🙂
Oh… right…
Funny how online relationships can mimic real life relationships. Friendship is a two way street!
Well it seems like it ought to be…
I agree. I’ve dissolved friendships for the same reason. If I take time out of my day to let you know I am here for you or thinking of you it would be nice for you to do the same thing. Don’t come around just when you need/want something…that is rude and makes you an asshole
This brings it back to me feeling guilty that I am not yet following you… sigh…
No hard feelings, really! I definitely understand. Besides, I’m not all that interesting or funny lol
So far, I have not found that to be the case about you at all…
Well thank you!
Oh no… thank you…
i think i cried just a little inside.
Not on the outside? I am losing my touch.
Nothing a Dr couldn’t fix
That’s good I guess.
Don’t cry. You still have a wet soapy dog to follow you if Art were to stop.
Are we talking about a real dog here?
Yeah. From her efficiency post about washing the dog while she showers.
Oh… right…
:Long-term loss of short-term memory.
And visa versa
She’s dry now. Well, until next time…I guess I can go back to decorating my Christmas tree
What?
What what?
I don’t remember what what…
That could be a problem. I suppose I could try to make something up.
That’s what I do…
OK. You go first then.
I also never go first.
That could be a problem.
I used to… not any more…
I never go first.
Mine is up and done with a red and white motif.
Are there Halloween decorations on it?
Long story for why it’s up so early. Usually down before New Year.
I’m sure there is a reason.
Cheers!!!
I already have the Christmas shopping done for the year after this!
Liar.
Creative license…
Did you have to take a test to get that one?
You might be surprised.
Sounds expensive.
I cost me…
Mine is black and white!!!
Like a flocked tree with black ornamentation? Any silver accents?
Tree flockers!!!
It’s deciduous 🙂 Trunk and branches are wrapped in black, and there are 600 blossom-shaped white lights (eat your heart out, Art). Decorating with white feathered balls and black spray-painted snowflakes…and anything else weird I can find. Silver would look great, but I’m dedicated to colorless this year. Feeling non-traditional and modern. New paintings going up to match…my fingers are caked with a mixture of hot glue, feathers and paint…I’m in the midst of heaven.
That sounds cool…
Thanks 🙂 It is.
It better be.
You said it was.
Then it is.
We have a tree with colored lights and one with white lights only. We have a set of traditional glass ornaments, a set of button doll ornaments, a set of white feathered bird ornaments, various sets of different glass balls in silver, red, gold, and blue with ribbons and such to go monochromatic. We now use an artificial tree to extend the season so we don’t have to wait for the vendors. I no longer go out and cut my own. I used to gaff the tree myself but now buy pre-lit if possible. It was so painful to check each string, run them in with my usual high degree of excellence and then have a string fail to light on the tree. I have learned to stay away from Garden Ridge before Christmas or we end up buying a new tree and more theme decorations annually. Pics of the tree on P4P perhaps?
Try getting rid of the high degree of excellence…
Being self-employed in a creative industry demands working with a high degree of personal excellence to get repeated call-backs. Can’t ditch the attitude, nor would I want to. Now having that with a concomitant perfectionist side is a a whole other story.
Sounds like a lot of work.
Perhaps 🙂 I was a ninja for Halloween last night, so I’m thinking about posting about that. Not that there was anything super exciting about it. But I think my tree wore me out. I need to do more decorating (the rest of the room) to make the picture look good. That means I have to finish the painting I’m working on. Sigh. Your trees sound lovely. Do you have a matching pet?
A zebra of a penguin or an orca, perhaps?
Is that what you were for Halloween? That’s weird. I thought you were going to be a sock monkey.
I always just wear a long, black cloak with a hood… sometimes I wear bear-slippers too…
As long as you have candy, I don’t see kids complaining.
That and they love me.
The current tree does look quite nice in a almost monochromatic kind or way. Perhaps I will send a pic it. No matching pets. I have a beagle that needs a home with children to fawn over it. Sadly, I’m just over her. She’s sweet but too needy for attention. I have had three dogs much the same previously, but I was more inclined to invest the time in them then. This one matured on the wrong side of my time curve and I find dealing with not as pleasurable.
Our church did a thing for the neighborhood kids last night. We had really severe weather and all the parents really appreciated being able to do something under cover with their kids.
Get back to the easel now.
Get back to the weasel…
I didn’t even see the train let alone hear the weasel.
My monkey likes to chase the weasel… around the mulberry bush…
Sounds like an interesting dog indeed.
The easel calls, yet I am asleep…
Sleep painting…
If you’re not going to finish the painting for us to enjoy, you can always paint your toes. I’m easy to please. Red or coral. Not picky.
Or just paint your toenails… kill two birds with one stone.
My toes are earl grey.
Smarty. Oh well. Maybe I am a little harder to please than I thought. Not to my taste like a warmer color of my preference.
He likes pink… I think…
Scarlet, you varlet. A succulent red color.
Knave! Scoundrel. Wastrel. Cad. Bounder. But not a varlet.
“…pink…think” ;”Scarlet…varlet” Where else was I to go with a rhyme? And yes, it had to stay scarlet for sentimental reasons. No changing to red instead, I said. To scarlet, you varlet I’m wed, not red.
Better wed than dead… or something…
Something? Better bred than wed?
That works.
You could always paint your own toes…
Even if I took that dare, it would truly be lipstick on a pig. Absolutely my worst physical feature.. Too many droppings, smashings, and kicking into’s in my life. It would be scarlet lipstick though. 😉
That mental image will never go away… thanks…
The image of scarlet toe nails forever lives in the corners of my mind. They are a persistently pleasurable portent piquing previous potentially philanderous pastime passions. Gosh. I haven’t played with alliteration in so long. How about that? Wonder what triggered that? HMMM?
Most likely the moist menagerie meandering your mind have morphed into mythical monsters who may or may not migrate to more merry meetings with many a misshapen morsel.
*bowing down in total decimation*
I only killed one in ten of you???
Bested yet again.
That was an actual Roman method of encouraging better moral in units that had underachieved in battle… by killing every tenth man…
Ha 🙂
weird… oh
Better than matching earl grey lipstick. Don’t tell me. Let me guess. You have and wear matching earl grey lipstick. Not a surprise from someone with a black and white deciduous Christmas tree sporting black snowflakes and feathered balls. There’s a conversation starter. Dealer’s choice. The feathers don’t sound so bad. It’s the hot melt glue to attach them. Ouch.
You two are going to start a war aren’t you.
Hmmmm…I’m not much of a lipstick girl. I see others braving the bright rouge and think I could rock it, but when I try it on, it’s just not me. I’m always wearing some form of lipstick, but sadly, fade to 50 shades of nude, which suddenly doesn’t sound all that bad.
CHANGING THE SUBJECT…hot glue guns are awesome. I should do an entire painting with just a hot glue gun. Ooooooo now I’m getting excited…
This is Art’s blog. You know better than to use to say something like “50 shades of nude, which suddenly doesn’t sound all that bad,” and then think you can just change the subject and run.
I happen to know there are 57 shades of nude.
Turning on the webcam as we speak to go for nude, shade 58. Standby,
Give me a name for the book…
British, American or German?
English…
Given name AND surname?
Forget it… the bomber just took off to drop SOE agents in occupied France… try playing again later…
Bah-ha-ha-ha!!!
hey again
Hot glue lipstick…
Don’t you even tempt me…you know I would try it. Thing is you wouldn’t even be able to tell if my mouth was glued shut…cuz my fingers do all the talking as far as you are concerned!
Well I assume you would type ‘ouch’ or ‘mmmmmmmm’ or ahhhhhhh
I doubt it. Hot glue on the skin doesn’t really hurt.
yeah… right…
Try it. Its really fun to peel off after
You aren’t using it hot enough.
Why would you say that? It works. It’s not a weapon, you know.
Go back to the candle wax.
Hot glue has a higher melting point than wax, that’s how I know she is doing it wrong.
You forget. She’s a kickboxing ninja who can do 50 pushups. She’s Booyha tuff.
Alligator skin
Yowza
Yakuza
PERFECT. *Hat tip.*
yakity yak
If you shoot it right out of the gun onto any skin with nerves in it, it hurts.
It doesn’t shoot out of the gun. Ummm…have you recently used a glue gun? It oozes.
It oozes hot
This blog will not sink to the level of conversations about toenail painting! Unless I decide to do a Photoshop series… then… yeah…
Well, what are you waiting for?
writing a book
You say that like it’s hard or something.
You have to remember, he’s a two finger typist. One book two letters at a time.
Yeah… remember that… dud… I need another name for a bomber crewman… tell me what name you want…
Bah-ha-ha-ha!!!!!!!!!!
hey…
umm…
I love earl gray…
Ha!
And Lapsangsoochong…
Nightmare before Christmas.
lol!!! Maybe next year I will decorate it with spiders and cobwebs.
We have nature doing that for us.
Ew.
OK. So I bought a spider wreath today. But I won’t be able to touch it. Nature needs to stay outside.
You know we come from nature, right… so do cats and dogs… the wood stuff is made out of… maybe the carpet fiber… I could go on.
Propaganda!
Invest in artificial products…
Anarchy!
Invest in that too.
Too expensive.
Takes money to make money…
Aghast! You’ve been deceived. It takes art to make money.
That isn’t the way I have found it to be.
Then you haven’t deceived the others yet…
I’m working on it.
Ha!
That’s what I say.
@hiddinsight
Wow. This thread is really long. All the way back here to reply. Now I forgot. Naw.
RE: hotglue use.
“I doubt it. Hot glue on the skin doesn’t really hurt.”
THEN
“Try it. Its really fun to peel off after” After what?
Bah-ha-ha-ha!!!!!!!!!! “Who knows what evil lurks in the heart of men?” Who I ask you?
The ninja with the shattered bubble, that’s who.
uh… yeah…
I blogged about this last month, and whined about how the blogging world is too reciprocal. Are we only reading and commenting on other blogs to get comments back?
Um… I refuse to answer on the grounds that I might incriminate myself… But it is sort of a relationship… and that should mean it goes both ways as much as possible…
And now my heart is broken ~
This does not apply to you… this might be a good thing for you… read it again… more closely… you do not fall in this category… these are not the droids you are looking for…
🙂 I think I shall – I think I skimmed it 🙂
Never panic until I tell you it is time to panic… and then panic like crazy.
Can’t I pre-panic? In case there’s a crowd?
But then you might run out when you really need it.
Good point. I’ll mete it out slowly.
It’s like adrenalin…
Oh you bettcha ~
Yes, I do…?
Keep up writing .I’ll comment on your posts anymore .
It did come across as just another shameless plea for attention, didn’t it?
Funny… I am finding it easier to write on other people’s blogs than my own! ha! These are the blogs I graffiti: Yours, Trenton Babbage’s, Opinionated Man’s, and C.p.Singleton’s. Don’t ask me why I don’t visit girls. Must’ve been brought up in an odd sort of treehut.
I am the same way in reverse. I have always enjoyed the company of women. I have nothing in common with most guys.
… interesting… 8|
(That was my googly-eyed thoughtful look)
Er… I am sure you have *something* in common with other guys.
Don’t care about cars… sports… I do respect women… I am thoughtful, caring, and in touch with my emotions… nope… I am hardly a man at all.
Sound like a nice man to me. I’d like to meet more nice men. 🙂
There aren’t enough of us to go around…
Boo hoooo! ;(
It is sad…
I will be happy with what I have… online cake crumbs…
cybercrumbs… easy to vacuum up.
(sschlurrrrp!)
(burp)
Oh what divine poetry…
indeed
LOL!
I suppose.
PANIC COMMENTS – I have barely begun writing and already people are contemplating unfollowing me. Gasp. I just want to use this opportunity to say that I really enjoy your blog and every single word you have ever written in it. period. On a related note, I really don’t think this is the hardest thing you have ever had to write. not criticizing. just saying……..
Okay… once again… if I am not following you already, this post isn’t aimed at you… just a few people fall into this category… and it might end up freeing up time so that I can follow a few new people… and maybe one of those people will be you… because you obviously get me… so calm down… and yeah… you were right in that last part there…
I replied in haste brother. I did not realise you were not following me. unfortunately there is no smiley/symbol for foot-in-mouth. so i’ve made one up to mark the occasion :O=9
Are you sure that is a foot? HA!!! I kill me. And remember, always think of it as ‘I am not following you yet’…
si. you are wise beyond your ears.
I just wish I was wise between my ears… HA!
good one
Thanks.
LMAO… love it. Do what you have to do! 🙂
I never do what I have to do… what kind of blog do you think this is???
I’m not going to ‘ like’ this post out of sheer rebelion. Ha heh hehe take that you revolutionary
Okay… I like your attitude… HA!
:’-( I just spent my entire day consoling a friend who is going through a break. Then I come home and read this? Sorry, Art.
Not you… this is aimed at only a few very specific people…
I didn’t realize you were taking attendance, Professor Browne. I’ll be more diligent in the Art class participation 🙂
Personally, I follow a lot of blogs that don’t follow or visit me back, and I’m not really bothered by that. (But it’s nice when they do, I admit that).
Once again, this is more a guilt trip aimed at a few people that used to be more active… that I follow… and comment on… and never hear from… you are good…
I totally understand where you are coming from! For this very reason I hopped off of Facebook!!!
Thanks… some people seem to think that I meant that I would start kicking people out who don’t comment. I am not aiming this at my followers unless I also follow them and comment on their stuff by they never show up here any more… this was very specific venting on a very small group of people… maybe I should just do my thinking inside my own head…
This was a very deep, thoughtful post. I like it much.
I think it is one thing that will always happen to our blogromance. People will come and after a bite, get away with a taste of you, never to remember again. Just that moment of a quickie is all they need. It happens to many of us. I follow less than three new blogs over week. You must be surprised you still appear on my last 20 blogs followed, and you know when I started following you.
Also, I have given up on craving folk ownership when people do not really participate. It makes me ask for a redefinition of followership.
I know you will always be on my list of favourited blogs as long as I can squeeze out time. But, as you may well know, I never get time to go round all your numerous posts. Apologies.
People are taking this the wrong way… I am just talking to a few people that I have been following a long time and now they do posts and I comment on their posts but they don’t comment on mine…ever… but they used to…
Thanks for the clarification, but you should be happy we are seeing different possible interpretations to your posts. I thought you loved multiple entendres.
It’s all good.
And good is good, no?
And no good is no good, yes?
Yes, no.
noyes
Are you breaking up?
Did I not make it clear that this is only a few people that I follow that no longer visit?
Yes I’m teasing you. Do I visit enough? 😉
You… you wont shut up… HA!!!
you love it
I do.
😉
I follow so many blogs. I try to read as much as I can in the time I allocate before leaving for the day to work at my full-time job. Sometimes I just ‘like’ because I can’t think of anything to say.
You do what you think is the best thing for you 🙂
But I don’t think I am following you… so this would not effect you… unless I end up making more time and then do follow you…
Sorry, but I simply do not have the time to visit your blog regularly. Was nice to have met you!
NO! I am not talking about people who visit me and don’t always comment… or miss some or even most of my posts… I am just talking to people that I follow that used to read my stuff. I am sure that some of them still stop by, but they don’t comment on mine and I do comment on theirs… I would rather make time and room for following more of your blogs.
I follow over 700 blogs. Some never post. Some never visit. I know I can’t visit everyone, but I do try to rota my visits so that I get to see everyone. I may have to unfollow people who I visit but they never come to see me as well.
I don’t want to start an unfollow revolution… WordPress might implode…
Haha. I don’t think I could unfollow. Unless they do something that annoys me lol
It is sort of like when you feel that you are doing all the work in a relationship…
Yeah. I know what you mean
Am I being insensitive here…???
No, not at all. I’m single. I don’t have the pleasure of a
???
Hmm. I hit the reply button before I finished typing. Damn iPhone lol
I was wondering where you were going with that… ha!
😀
I go through these phases where I clean out my follow-list, only to add twice as many people back. Which gives me less time to browse and comment, until I start the process all over again.
Not that I’m making a excuse or anything. 🙂
You are talking to… and about something I wrote… I can’t ask for more than that…
Pick me! PIck me! Just kidding. I think I will write about this wonderful phenomenon, which appears to have morphed into a slew of followers that never comment ever about anything. Expectations are like bedbugs. They’re impossible to get rid of but they itch like crazy.
Anyway, you have one of the most entertaining blogs out there, but this blog world is about the me and the now, and many aspects to it appear to be without much substance. It appeals to our latent sense of mathematics, I think, and calls to action our innate desire to collect. Something insidious runs through the halls of this place, wearing an ugly mask that might in fact be real. I’m just saying you know. It is almost Halloween after all.
ahaha pick me!
You two couldn’t handle life without me… so shut up…
someone has a swelled head…
You all made me this way.
we did not!
Pretty sure you did… by paying attention to me…
I think you had the fat…I mean swelled head before us
Maybe a little…
😉
I don’t even ask for substance… just connection… on any level…
Well, I think given the content of your blog that you could appropriately request a higher level of engagement; you do, after all, have real fans. Not everyone can say that. But that’s just my opinion, and I am somewhat deep in my cups (as usual).
You should always wear a cup… but you don’t have to drink from it…
Dude. Gross.
I went there.
Repeatedly, it would seem.
What’s good for the goose is good for the slander.