(Not) Music(k) to My Ears

The Logical Theory: One way for us bloggers to know when someone has read our blog is to see a comment, right?  That’s logical, since I don’t think there’s a way to see who has stalked your WR blog page (like there is on xanga) without leaving a note.  So, if the above statement is, in fact, correct, and not just another case of identity fraud, then what’s up with this?!?!

On the flip side, all the hours I wasted- I mean, spent – into posting photo heavy blogs like, oh lemme see…. THIS or how about this one or just one more?!  Especially that last blog – yep, I think there were like, 2 sentences and at least 50 pictures, no joke.  Hmm… try as I might to look really hard (insert squinty eyed Asian joke here), I don’t think I see your name or your comment.  There was an Ashley that commented on my catalog blog (the one with 50 pics, wait, you wouldn’t know that cuz you didn’t read it) but you can’t take credit for it cuz she used my nickname. 

 

My Conclusion: Could it be that you didn’t read it?  Or that you read it and didn’t comment… in which case, that’s a different bone to pick for a different blog (in short, we’re encouraged to blog and what better way to feel encouraged by blogging than receiving comments from wonderful coaches, mentors, friends and alumni?  “just sayin'”).  

 

Anyway, it’s not that I need to feel affirmed by seeing that you’ve commented, altho it does add a special kick to my day… I will continue to blog whether you choose to read it or comment or both or neither.  But since you brought it up today, when I so kindly visited your nice spankin apt, I decided to address it.. America needs to know what’s going on!  My heart breaks for those gifted bloggers who are pouring out their hearts, writing profound things, or even just posting something light-hearted and funny but perhaps having no access to a camera or no time to upload a picture.  They don’t get read by Ashley (switching to third person now because I’m just too riled up to write in a grammatically consistent fashion).  Well, supposedly.  In theory.  But I guess if you’re Nate Hood or happen to write succinctly and Ashley happens to come across your blog, you may be a chosen one.  And for those busily uploading photos for the enjoyment of readers like Ashley, she may not ever see them.  She may have just left some love for a guy who happened to post a short but sweet, non-photo infused, blog.  Ah, the injustice.

 

Lastly, to end this letter, I was also hurt when you told the group of us that visited that you would “subscribe to Steph Chiu’s blog”, only to snicker and add not-so-under-the-breath, “and have them sent to my spam!!”  Look here, there isn’t a sayin “small eyes, small ears.”  That may have brought an eruption of laughter, a collective moment of entertainment for ALL, but it really made me sad.  I shake my head and my finger at you.  

 

I’m not quite sure how to end this letter, as I’m shaken… keep in touch doesn’t seem appropriate.  Thanks again also doesn’t quite fit.. Maybe I’ll just have to meet you at the stairwell.  Don’t worry, this isn’t my only dedication to ya.. (Not sure if this is what Talia meant when she gave us ideas of what to blog and mentioned your name).  

 

Blessings!  (or Sincerely)

 

Chiu 

 

P.S.  I know you will probably comment.  1) Your name is all over this.. 2) There’s at least one picture.. 3) The title is catchy .. 4) It’s short.. 5) To prove that you are a woman of your word.. 6) To come up with some kinda defense or witty remark.

 

P.P.S.  In regards to #5, it’s too late – you have already contradicted yoself.  Now I shall see all future comments from Musick as pity ones. 

 

Don’t let that winning smile fool ya’ll

  I’m still called to love her…

 Someone here ain’t tellin’ the truth