My Dearest Google-Poo,
Our relationship is over.
This is the first time I’ve ever broken up with a guy who has done so much for me, especially an important RICH guy like you with so many admirers.
I must admit that I have been aroused by that little Google-Bot who crawls all over my text every night.
But sex isn’t everything.
When I realized that you were sleeping around in a ménage cinquante mille, that did it. Wasn’t I enough? I guess not.
Insignificant blogette that I am is not an excuse for never calling me back! I could have been choking on my own verbiage or stumbling over your silly applications but still, when I contacted you, my sugar Go Daddy, my big impersonal pimp, you ignored me.
Granted, you are busy. Busy making money. When that little monetize gadget showed up on my dashboard like a filthy tattoo, sullying my pure pages, my doubts about our long-term relationship grew.
I do want to thank you for that special day last October when you noticed me and promoted me to your friends.
I have a new guy in my life.
His name is WordPress and he is gorgeous.
He understands how to support a girl in the small ways that let her know she is special: calling her back, providing a sophisticated circle of friends, and in a simple way, letting her know she is beautiful.
Good Bye Google Poop.
Funny post! The monetize gadget made me cringe too. I’m in the process of finishing my website and switching to WordPress as well. Haven’t blogged for about a month – lots of excuses, some good ones, but still excuses. I’ve enjoyed catching back up with your blog.
Dear Google-Poo,
Looks as though another woman has had it with you.
Mon Cherie
Is Jesus H. WordPress related to my Mr. WordPress?
My oh my. As someone who has followed Sergey, Larry and Eric (the Google guys) for the past six years, going from sweet, innocent and idealistic world-changers to tacky, soulless “monetizers” now, I get all philosophical as I read your post….
Dear Sergey, Larry, and Eric,
If you want me back, please ping me. We can discuss my feelings about your manners and intentions.
Love,
Bloggette of Note
Mrs. Sabraw:
Matters of the heart are always the toughest. I observe that the three D’s always cause the most grief-Death, Divorce and Discharge from Employment.
You may have considered some sort of mediation to see if you could reconcile the relationship. I mean, what if they identified you as the One and Only Blogger of NOte? Or visited your blog every Thursday night, in the dark, after everyone else had gone into hibernation? If both sides had tried to create a little excitement in the relationship, maybe it could have been saved. Although, I must tell you that you aren’t the only one Google has been seeing. They are cyber skirt -chasers of the worst stripe-so I wish you well in your new relationship.
Thanks SB for these observations.
What would a mediator say about creating excitement?
Speaking as a fellow apostate from Blogger to WordPress, didn’t WordPress’s chaotic system make you want to scream and climb the wall…..well at least at first?
Compared with WordPress, Blogger is so, so easy, so……..integrated. Blogger enticed me in, promising me heaven, but I felt so lonely with her.
WordPress, although more difficult to get to know, is somehow warmer.
When I click on to see my one remaining blog at Blogger, so alone, so abandoned, I want to cry, for we were together for so long, and she did try her best.
I must end this now, for the tears are becoming a torrent………….
Dear Google-Poo,
Another kind, thoughtful, and patient man who has left you for a warmer place.
Take Note(s)!
and Christopher…I will check out your blog on WP.
I’ve escaped from HB again!
Am I dilletante
To read about Dante
Come the Revolution?
I’m shaking in my shoes.
All I’ve got to lose
Come the Revolution.
In their bloody thirst
They get the lawyers first
Come the Revolution.
Where do I go now?
They’re on the hill’s brow.
Give me asylum!
There’s this list – lawyers, priests, aristocrats…… Anna Karenin….. Elizarathustra…
Didn’t Dante call this asylum Pergatorio
You forgot one other…
Better warn Drattesty.
There are a few coins by the snowman over there and some English currency under the owl’s nest. That can be the reward. Can we get some posters up?
Are you a mystery writer?
Or perhaps you work for Scotland Yard?
Drattesty thinks I work for the CIA.
I would suggest your connecting with Tough Old Boot.
Yes. He’s turned up in England, so I’m off there to “Reconnect”.
Someone’s written a letter to you, Cheri.
http://thecriticalline.wordpress.com/
Dear Pettifogger,
Welcome to WordPress. (That’s how our friend Andreas Kluth welcomed me, so I am just copying him.)
I look forward to following your blog for the following reasons:
1. You are deep.
2. You are mysterious.
3. You are funny and detailed.
4. You make me laugh.
I hope my readers (all 3 of them) will follow me over to the Critical Line.