I don't know what it is about certain blogs that scare me. Don't get the wrong impression, it isn't the blog, it's me.
I read far too many to be sane quite a few blogs almost daily. I enjoy different perspectives, people in general fascinate me, and I like to see how the rest of the world lives.
Some of the blogs I read, if the spirit moves me or the blog for that matter, I'll comment. Other blogs, well let me put it to you this way, I'm actually afraid to comment. I don't know why, don't ask.
I somehow feel that I don't quite measure up. OMG, would you please read her stupid comment. I know, it is crazy. These people can't see me, they can't hear me, most of them do not live anywhere near me, yet I get paralyzed with fear that they won't like me. Why? You ask. I just don't know. I'll ask myself, before commenting, what would they care whatever it is I have to say?
These people are awesome writers too. I know what you are thinking, well then why the hell are you commenting on my blog? I think it is because they are maybe more serious writers as in subject matter. I'm not sure.
Most of the blogs I do comment on usually have a more comedic sense. Now I'm not saying every single thing they write about is hilarious, but usually there is some humor there, somewhere. Sometimes the blogs I comment on are very thought provoking. These blogs make me want to respond and of course, I usually do. The other blogs seem like they are really too proper. Almost as if I need to go put my make up on and maybe clean myself up a bit before I comment, if I ever were to comment. I haven't yet.
Am I making any sense here? It is just a feeling I get. And yet, I love those other blogs as much as I do the ones I comment on much to your chagrin every single time. Well, almost. It really is crazy because really, why would they care who wrote a comment? As long as it isn't threatening or mean. I know, I'm strange. I told you all that before and now I'm sure you'll believe me.
I've already said that I'm going to Blogher, to stalk see some of the bloggers that I do read pretty consistently. Now I'm a little worried. Again, I don't know why. I'm a fairly outgoing sort, I can usually hold my own in a conversation and yet I'm getting a little worried that I won't find anyone to talk to.
I can just see it now, me roaming around, looking like a lost idiot. Not that I'm not a good roamer, I am. Damn good too. Maybe, if things don't work out I can just pretend that I'm part of the wait staff. I like to people watch as well.
Then why don't you just stay home you are asking. Right? I know you are at least thinking it. I paid for 2 nights of cocktail hour. I'm working all day Friday and Saturday there was only one event that I would have signed up for had I seen it in time but, I didn't. I may wander over there on Saturday anyway to see if they will let me pay, for that one thing. If not, no biggie, I can walk to Navy Pier and home.
So, with my Monday Musings I was just wondering if anyone else out there was ever afraid to comment on any site or am I just the odd man out, again.
Yes, I know you are thinking, this woman has waaayyyy too much time on her hands. I really don't, I promise.