I've given up on blog traffic. I went to BlogExplosion again today and I've determined it is not worth it to sit there looking at mindnumbingly boring blogs to get people to in turn stare at mine for a minute in hopes of getting "mystery credits." I have no idea what you do with the mystery credits, but I think it has something to do with fibonacci numbers.
I swear I spent five minutes staring in horror at a blog that featured a baby's sunsuit some woman had crocheted. I find something very wrong about this.
I also have begun to believe that I have no sense of humor. The blogs I've randomly been forced to look at that declare themselves to be humorous make absolutely no sense to me. So I must conclude that they are staring at my blog about feeling bad about being relieved that the Pope did not die on my wedding day and scratching their heads in confusion.
I'm trying not to be negative. This was my resolution after we got back from our honeymoon cruise. One of the couples that were seated at our dinner table on the cruise were the most negative people I'd ever met. Everything that came out of the husband's mouth at every meal was a major downer. This guy looked exactly like an age-progressed Beavis from Beavis and Butthead. He gleefully informed us one night that Peter Jennings had terminal lung cancer. This was in between pronouncements that we shouldn't go ashore in Mexico because of all of the kidnappings and the fact that he was sure Mexicans had stolen some tools he had loaned to his daughter in California. Despite his own warnings, he and his wife did go ashore but were pissed that they couldn't buy Valium and other narcotics over the counter in the Mexican pharmacies.
Plus the guy told Polish jokes at the table during a discussion of the Pope's demise. Even I found this in poor taste....that and his insistence that everything on the menu tasted like chicken.
But I digress.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that life is too short for useless conversation with dimwitted strangers and too short to sit glued to my computer staring at photos of the joys of tabletop gaming and crocheted baby clothes.
So bye bye Blog Explosion. I'll just coast along in my own little blogosphere oblivious to the rest of the world and comfortable in oblivion.