The random people are why I do it

So my previous post got just the teensiest bit misinterpreted.

Who’d a thunk it? Just one more example of my own unique blend of British sarcasm, humour and sheer insanity not translating too well to the written word.

Just to set the record straight here, in case y’all are starting to get the impression I am a delicate flower who needs sheltering from the rough and tumble of the real world (don’t you just love it when analogies up and die on you in the middle of a sentence like that?) –
I am not scared.

I never for one moment contemplated jacking in the blogging gig. It would take far more than one moment of internet randomness to make me stop what I’m doing.

I love that I never know who is going to walk through those salon doors next. I love it that someone I haven’t met in a couple of years randomly stops by the blog, reads a bit, and goes “Hang on… She’s familiar…”

I write as “Cas” instead of my real name because, well, I’ve always been Cas online. It’s quicker to type if nothing else. It’s not an attempt to remain anonymous. Frankly, “Cas” is just way cooler than “Claire”.

I’m getting off my point here.

Tristan, you did nothing wrong. In fact you left me with a grin a mile wide on my face most of the day. The whole thing was just so deliciously unexpected. I’d probably say “out of left field” if I was actually in the habit of using baseball metaphors (I think it’s a baseball thing anyroad πŸ˜• ).

The point I was trying to make with that post was not that I was knocked back in a bad way by someone I used to know outside of the blogging sphere stumbling across Bright Meadow. Rather I wanted to point out how amazing and wonderful I found the whole thing. You really never do know who is going to read your blog and, far from sending me quaking behind the sofa, it’s made me even firmer in my convictions that getting your audience talking back is a good thing.

So there you have it everyone. I like the random. I celebrate the bizarre. I embrace the unexpected. I like old acquaintances popping out of the woodwork and making themselves known.

People – you’re the reason I blog and leave my comments form open.

6 thoughts on “The random people are why I do it

  1. Well that was all a little confusing, but I think we’ve got there in the end. Glad I could make you smile πŸ™‚

    There is just one thing I still don’t quite get, which perhaps just reveals my naivety when it comes to this whole (urh) “blogging” thing. That is, how come there’s a big chunk of text from my site attached to the end of your last post?

    Answers on a postcard pleae!

  2. Trackbacks – sometimes they work, sometimes they don’t. Its a wordpress thingymajig that allows us all to keep track of who is writing about our articles.

    But like I said, they don’t always work.

  3. maybe it’s because I live next door (so to speak), but I got what you meant Cas.

    And I can confirm Tristan that she has in no way exhibited any signs of stress or worry over you turning up in the meadow. πŸ™‚

  4. Like the man JB said, trackbacks (and pingbacks) – when you quote something from one of my articles by linking to the URL, WordPress (and many other platforms) automatically ping my blog and say “ooh look! I’ve just said this about you…” Depending on how you have your blog set up, these are then displayed as a comment.

    When it works it’s a handy way of finding out who’s talking about your posts on other sites. But it doesn’t always work as it depends on so many variables – have you got your blog set up to notify my blog? Is my blog set up to receive those notifications? Did the ping get through? Was the moon rising in the house of capricorn?

    As for the fact a huge block of text was displayed with your trackback – that’s a formatting issue. The way I have it set up, just the bit that deals with the link should be posted. It didn’t recognise the paragraph breaks in your post for some reason.

    Trackbacks and the mysteries of how WP & K2 display them are mysteries I just can’t be bothered to delve into at this moment in time. They make my brain hurt!

  5. Funny I’d have never called you a delicate flower πŸ˜‰ If it helps this Uk bod understood – the english sarcasm seems to get taken wrong online a lot – I suffer from it all the time. We need a set of Uk sarcasm icons lol.

  6. For a while I did have “Warning, British – May use sarcasm” as the tag line for the blog. Might be time to change it back!

    And I just found the post I wrote last time I was all misunderstood.

    Yup. Sarcasm icons/tags seem like the way to go.

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