OK, my inclination here is to rant and rave and piss and moan and spit and claw and scream†...
[SUMMARY: My checklist for crazy.]
...but I'm going zen.%
The zero comments for the last three years, that's a fresh, clean start.
We can all go forward like we've never spoken of balloon animal sex and thermocromatic glass and past indiscretions and knitterly wiles.
Like a kid in a new school, it's a little scary, but each of us can invent a comment persona anew.‡ Nobody needs to know. There's no evidence.
[SUMMARY: *tick* *tick* *tick*]
JS-Kit can take their Echo and their promises and shove them up their collective ass.§ They bought Haloscan, promised wonderful things, told me numerous times I had to upgrade or lose everything and NEVER got it all working.
Consequently, other than Yvette's comment on kidrobot,@ anything that's happened over in the comment section for the last... three years is gone. I'm sorry if you commented in the last week and I missed you.
In the end, the only solution was to remove them entirely, including all the comments ever. I'll just use the plain vanilla Blogger comment option. Suits me just fine.
[SUMMARY: *sniff*]
The grapes were probably sour anyway.¶
†FOOTNOTE (crossed): In other words, just an average Wednesday.
%FOOTNOTE (percented): What a theological goulash... the perennial candidate for sainthood going zen.
‡FOOTNOTE (double-crossed): It can be like that time at camp when you told all your bunkmates you were a wildly popular and sought-after designer of mazes and the adoring throngs kept you up all night every night begging for more of your confounding and elegant creations. Maybe I'm projecting.
§FOOTNOTE (swerved): Don't start. That *is* the zen version of what I feel about JS-Kit right now.
@FOOTNOTE (atted): Which somehow made it through the gauntlet to the Blogger comment thingie. Yvette has superpowers.
¶FOOTNOTE (paragraphed): Plain vanilla and sour grapes. A taste treat whose time has come.
11 comments:
Could be a new $2 wine.
Fresh starts can be a wonderful thing. Even when they are forced upon us.
Me too... Void filling is my specialty.
Lyda - Void Filler to the Saints.
I like it.
damn -- and that was some of my best work, too...
It's not just filling the void, it's like the marshmallow in the s'mores... key. Very key. And yummy.
Heheheh... I like that. It sounds perfectly compatible with the pretentious things one can say about wine, only just about $2 worth.
Y'know, my brother's apartment burned down years ago and he lost almost everything (the cat and the vacuum cleaner survived) and he confessed that, despite the pain-in-the-assedness of it all, it was kind of exhilarating. I think it's a valid ray of sunshine.
I know what you mean, Jeffe. Some of my best material was in the comment underground too.
And some truly marvelous, twisty conversations.
Fresh start...
Dude. My most profound sympathies.
Now no one will ever quite the brilliance of this little corner of the universe, as half the fun was the game of cosmic pong going on in your comments.
They'll suspect, mind you -- but they won't *know*.
And yes, I'll join you in your cursing of JSKit. I've had numerous problems with them, but fortunately, my comment section still exists. It was, however, a very bumpy transition.
I wondered about the lack of your commenting on comments. I had left a couple. And, god, were they hysterical.
I'm glad I'm not the only one, Nathan... either to recognise the joy of the comment underground or to hiccup with JS-Kit.
They do have some evangelical, cultish users, though. I went to their support forum to see if I could get some help and was soundly attacked by a guy who was berating anyone who wasn't awestruck and devotional. I guess it takes all kinds.
Kim, I've been losing sleep missing your usual brilliant repartee... and now I must go flagelate in light of the news that the lost scrolls were THAT MUCH BETTER.
Stupid computer people.
Ya know, I'm all for openness and candor and all, but did you really need to ANNOUNCE that you were going to flagellate?
Very tragic. Not that you do it for the comments but the feed back is nice. Better to have blogged and lost than never to have blogged and lost than never to have blogged at all.
I'm a voyeuristic flagellater. Flagellator? Anyway, if you don't know about it, it just doesn't do much for me.
Thank you, Red. Your... um... heartfelt words are comforting in this time of loss. I'd kinda like to see you diagram that sentence, though. That would be entertaining and would surely take my mind off my grief.
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