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Just when I thought I was out…they pull me back in…

Participation on this blog has seen better days, and it’s really all my fault.

In the early days I was bold and didn’t even allow people to comment. It was a combination of  “I’m too good for you” and “I hope to hell that no one is reading this.” But that was then and this is now. Time passed by and I grew to learn about the ins and outs of the blogosphere. One thing was clear, participation is detrimental to your survival. Readers want you on that wall, they need you on that wall.

And so I started to let down the guard one privacy preference at a time. Then, somewhere midway down the line, I started having fun — and you just KNOW that nothing good can come from fun. I was in a comfort zone all cozy and cradled. And with this, I removed all the rules. I mean really, who needs RULES ANYWAY?

So things moved on and the world was good. But it didn’t take long before it started happening. It was like someone released an ad campaign out to the weirdos of the world — SHE’S A SITTING DUCK! And an attack was launched. They were here, and they planned to stay… and with that, the spammers moved in, the weird comments began and a few others let themselves be heard.
 

Fail. Here I am, the blog has won again.

But then I sit down to write something and it comes out totally lame. Like nothing that I would ever publish much less read. I’ve already rewritten this paragraph 3 times now.

SO – I’m just going to say it… just going to get it out there. In response to the many that have emailed me concerned… which almost threw me over the edge, because you see it is the truth… I panic a little every time I check the mail.

A few days ago I posted that I might have this little phobia which causes me to wince a little before opening my PO box or see a pile of recently delivered items on my desk… even email can draw up a twinge of blood pressure when I hear that ding “You’ve got mail”. But, as a person that does not frighten easily, I have drawn up reasonings for the fear as well as tactics to deal with… 

I get a lot of email. Tons.

I get so much email that I sometimes miss out on really good stuff. Then I have to turn around and apologize to the sender when the over looked email is discovered. For example, The Main Street Mile is this Monday (October 11, 8:30am Main Street, Southampton) and the son of a great friend is running in it – Dylan. The Main Street Mile is a one-mile competitive run and non competitive friendship walk from Jobs and Main to The Southampton Bathing Corporation. Open to all ages and fitness levels, this family friendly event will benefit Best Buddies, an organization dedicated to fostering friendships between developmentally disabled individuals and their typically developing peers. Founded in 1989 by Anthony Kennedy Shriver, Best Buddies positively impacts more than 350,000 people every year, both within the Unites States and Internationally. Please click here to support Dylan and Best Buddies International.

I almost missed this notification and it is important to me. I almost missed this because I only have a few hours a day to do actual work and in the midst of this I try to check email. Yes, I can check email on my iphone too, but the iphone in all of it’s glory is not a keyboard and makes me feel like I have HUGE FINGERTIPS so I hate writing back on the it unless its just a few words… Like… “How Much?” or “NO”. I wish there was a way to control email above and beyond the spam and junk filters.. Wouldn’t it be great, for instance, if emails had associated scents — that way we could utilize another one of our senses before opening… case in point – an email from my Mom would smell like Chanel °5 while an email such as this would smell like bong water:

Thanks for trusting me Mr. Peter Lee.

This blog generates a great deal of email… There are the SEO Promisers; the Get Rich Quickers; the Suggesters, and the Commentors. I quite enjoy the comments, excluding the haters of course (why so angry, this is only a bloggedy blog!) and only recently was made aware of the importance of publishing them–I used to keep them secret…I’d respond, but I would hold onto them, rereading and then eventually deleting. Like a mouse collecting crumbs–weird, right? Those days are over, I’ve stopped acting like a rodent and I apologize if I deleted you. Publishing the comments, however, does not solve the issue of the amount of emails that I receive, and to avoid publishing hate mail, I prefer to approve comments before making them live. If you are here – and you’ve commented, and now you are sitting in my inbox somewhere feeling ignored–I will find you… it just might take a little while — especially with the arrival of Mr. Peter Lee’s new offer…of which I need to give SERIOUS AND POSITIVE CONSIDERATION.

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