You know what's weird?
Getting praised on the internet by total strangers. Right now, over on Essential Day Spa (I think) this completely lackluster piece of shit blog* has just been called "hilarious."
Which makes me feel ... I don't know ... kind of dumb. Because I'm a discerning reader, and I know funny when I read it. Badger is funny, for example.
So now I'm thinking I should register on the site so I can demur. And tell them to go over to see Badger instead. And I don't want to do that, because what the hell-- readers are readers, even if I'm getting them under false pretenses.
Also, to tell the truth, I'm really not a spa person, unless the masseuse or facialist promises to duct-tape her mouth shut. Oh, and to turn off that idiotic New Age music they're always playing. So how much do I want to go join a spa forum? To tell them not to read my blog? Not much.
So, I'm grateful for the plug. But I just don't feel hilarious. I'm ... wait for it ... funny that way.
* Albeit with--OK, I'll say it--great punctuation. OK, I know that sounds really egotistical, but it's true. There's no point in going all false modesty about it; I am the Princess of Punctuation. I mean, did you see that semi-colon back there? Well, stick with me and you'll be strewing semi-colons around like Jackson Pollack on crack.