Delurk Yourself!
According to Papernapkin this year’s National Delurking Week started Monday and ends today!
Andrea says “I don’t need praise heaped on me like cowpie on a farm field.”
I, on the other had, do. I admit it, I need praise (or at least attention) heaped on me like cowpie on a farm field, and I’m happy to spread it too.
So, if you are reading this please leave a comment and let me know you are out there.
I’d love to know how you found me and why you keep reading, and to make it a little easier, I’ve include some options you can simply cut & paste into the comment field:
- Hi, I’m delurking.
- Hi Lex, I’m reading.
- I found you through Vox highlighting your knitting post. I’m waiting for more knitting. Why don’t you talk more about knitting?
- I chased you down to find out what you are eating for lunch.
- I like your pretty pictures
- I’m reading because you keep nagging me about your blog.
- I’m stalking you Lex. I must be doing an excellent job if you still don’t know.
- You “friended me” so I felt obliged to do the same. But I don’t actually read your stuff.
- More food, less silly xmas crap.
- I came for the beavers.
- I came for the pickle alien.
- I found you through another blog and I keep waiting for something R-rated like they do. (and those beaver and pickle comments don’t count)
- You’re in Toronto. I’m in Toronto. What more is there to say?
- You gave me a free book.
- I’m hoping you’ll give me a free book.
- I’m just monitoring to make sure I know exactly what you’re saying about me!
Mix and match as required. Happy delurking week.
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Well, this is the first time I’ve seen your blog (this is my fourth day on Vox), but the term “delurk” charmed me into responding. And your blog entertained me. So there!
(And because you reminded me of a song a friend of mine used to sing; the chorus goes something like, “Cow paddy! Watch your step when the chips are down.”)
skysearcher – welcome! Anyone willing to say “So there!” is welcome to lurk on my blog. Pun-filled song references just add to your points for being the first to delurk! I’ll be checking your blog out momentarily.
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Hi – I lurk and read. I didn’t know that you knitted. You should talk more about knitting. I ALWAYS want to know what you have for lunch. (Just in case that is mutual, I had re-heated chinese. I transformed the chop suey into egg foo yung and it was yummy.) I think your pretty pictures are amazing – I wish I could do that. I read without nagging. Ssshh about the stalking. More food please, yes. Hubba hubba those other blogs. I am in Toronto and there is always lots to say about that. In my past, I have been granted a free book (thanks!). And, finally… you know what they say … the Internet monitors those who monitor themselves.
Ok … I’m an over-achiever … so sue me … 🙂
Venus – you are a keener! My lunch – well…it’s 2:28pm and I’ve had nothing… so likely… nothing. I’m busy calling Ger at work to remind him to open his hourly birthday letter; prepping for his fancy b’day dinner of Steak CC with baby potatoes, beans in garlic with a lucious lemon tart for dessert; and cleaning up the house for our private celebration (likely R-rated, but I’m not sharing any of that!)
“…luscious lemon tart …” … sounds pretty hubba hubba right there! Enjoy! And happy b-day Ger!
Hi, I’m delurking, Lex. I *am* reading! I like your pretty pictures You keep nagging me about your blog (but it doesn’t really feel like nagging, per se. More like a 5th grade teacher licking my forehead and placing a “YOU’RE DOING GREAT!!!!” sticker on me). I don’t recall which blog I found yours via, but I keep waiting for something R-rated like they do. You gave me a free book and I had a few loonie bin-ditos come to my blog because I said nasty things about Whitney Schriber. Plus, I’m just monitoring to make sure I know exactly what you’re saying about me!
I’m off to slap this on my cyber-squat.
Ack! too busy to say more than I’m here, I’m reading, and I think you’re awesome. (And I like to hear about the lunches)
To everyone reading via RSS – sorry about that semi-post redirecting to Vox. I’ve fixed it now, so you can get the whole thing right here without having to set up a brand new account on Vox.
Dead Robot – What do you mean “like a 5th grade teacher”!?!? It’s the hair isn’t it. Geeze. BTW, great edit on those cut&paste comments! (It’s well worth popping over to read them.)
tankyouverymuch – well, thank you very much!
I like your pretty pictures. I try to comment but..yeah. I really do love your photos. They make me want to carry my camera everywhere and take photos of things. I take my camera with me, then I’m too embarrassed to whip it out and take photos. Like at the farmer’s market. *sigh*
Ok … I couldn’t resist and have joined in the de-lurkification @ the handbasket. 🙂
My sister said I should be your friend. Wanna be my friend, Lex? No? That’s okay. I’ll keep reading, just so that I might get a free book one day.
I’m here too.
I hadn’t realized my cowpie comment had propagated so. 🙂
I read. And I love your photos. But you know that already right? So I’m not delurking as much as just saying hello. Hello!
Hi, I’m delurking. You’re in Toronto. I’m in Toronto. What more is there to say?
Well, actually there is lots more to say! We are more than the city we live in! Between the city stuff and the food stuff (and everything in between), you always have something interesting to say. 🙂
I’m delurking in the hopes that you remove that offensive picture of me. But given that I am presently picking baby food out of my hair, maybe this is as good as it gets. I worked for my books.
Greenhows – really, you should give a girl time to reply. Yes, I’ll be your friend. In fact, for a moment there I was sure you were my friend… my other friend. Are you guys twins or what?
Rohan – I see you… in fact, isn’t that you on the right hand sidebar? HaHA! No need to delurk when MyBlogLog exposes you already.
andrea – Hello! HEY, did I ever tell you I found a Michaels in Waterloo? Xmas was filled with my first attempts at marble magnets… no photos cuz they kinda sucked… but the family set I gave the MIL went over BIG! Especially with the lack of car calendar for the FIL. Thanks.
melissa – thanks. Glad I can keep it interesting. Somedays it certainly doesn’t feel that way.
m.tinto – I think you’ll have to be a bit more specific. Do you mean the one I used above to demonstrate someone trying to get out of camera range, or the toes picture that seems to be working for the flickr toe-fetishists (perhaps you have a modelling career in your future), or some other picture?
I was reading a moment ago, now I’m writing. Or typing, to be pedantic. You know me 🙂 We won’t say for how long you’ve known me …
OHMYGOD that is the freakiest thing I’ve ever seen. GET MY TOES OFF FLICKR NOW. Did you look at their Flickr page?! If one of their photos says “The girl let me take this pic”, then you know the rest are not with the person’s permission. Maybe some other day I’d be cool about this. Not today.
M.tinto – Done! I didn’t look at the details of the people who “favourited it” so I was mostly joking that they were fetishists. Weirdness. But the photo is off Flickr & Vox.
Paul O – pedantic is good.
I never lurk. The universe needs my opinions and I’m happy to oblige.