Comments on: Why Bloggers Disappear http://barelyknittogether.com/2009/09/why-bloggers-disappear/ Will write for yarn. Wed, 22 Dec 2010 17:07:43 -0700 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.1 hourly 1 By: delicate flower http://barelyknittogether.com/2009/09/why-bloggers-disappear/comment-page-1/#comment-2017 delicate flower Tue, 15 Sep 2009 11:54:36 +0000 http://barelyknittogether.com/?p=1149#comment-2017 wow, I've been in hiding as well, though nowhere near as long as Alan. And not really for blogging reasons, but that's beside the point. I want to join in the drama. In my case it was really scary. An Islamic site picked up my blog and I feared for my life.. branded as an infidel or maybe a hussy and stoned in the streets? Thank god I have connections, Salman has been nursing me through this period! Alan, if things continue to go awry for me can I come to your planet? I have a passport. wow, I’ve been in hiding as well, though nowhere near as long as Alan. And not really for blogging reasons, but that’s beside the point. I want to join in the drama. In my case it was really scary. An Islamic site picked up my blog and I feared for my life.. branded as an infidel or maybe a hussy and stoned in the streets?
Thank god I have connections, Salman has been nursing me through this period!

Alan, if things continue to go awry for me can I come to your planet? I have a passport.

]]> By: Scott Oglesby http://barelyknittogether.com/2009/09/why-bloggers-disappear/comment-page-1/#comment-2016 Scott Oglesby Tue, 15 Sep 2009 06:14:11 +0000 http://barelyknittogether.com/?p=1149#comment-2016 I know the pressure sure got to me. Why, I almost hung up my old laptop and my old self. I’ve decided that in order to continue I must become more streamlined in both my comments and responses. We all must! It’s the only way we can survive as a species. That and valium! I know the pressure sure got to me. Why, I almost hung up my old laptop and my old self. I’ve decided that in order to continue I must become more streamlined in both my comments and responses. We all must! It’s the only way we can survive as a species. That and valium!

]]> By: nursemyra http://barelyknittogether.com/2009/09/why-bloggers-disappear/comment-page-1/#comment-2015 nursemyra Mon, 14 Sep 2009 22:37:05 +0000 http://barelyknittogether.com/?p=1149#comment-2015 Thirty pounds? you should be marketing this addiction! Thirty pounds? you should be marketing this addiction!

]]> By: GoF http://barelyknittogether.com/2009/09/why-bloggers-disappear/comment-page-1/#comment-2014 GoF Mon, 14 Sep 2009 12:38:23 +0000 http://barelyknittogether.com/?p=1149#comment-2014 *Yawn.* Oh, hullo! Did someone say “sexual reference?” I must have nodded off for a bit. Did I miss anything? I’ll have to see if I can catch up. I’ll deal with you, Alan and FJ, when I have my wits about me. *Yawn.*

Oh, hullo!

Did someone say “sexual reference?” I must have nodded off for a bit. Did I miss anything?

I’ll have to see if I can catch up. I’ll deal with you, Alan and FJ, when I have my wits about me.

]]> By: Bearman http://barelyknittogether.com/2009/09/why-bloggers-disappear/comment-page-1/#comment-2011 Bearman Sun, 13 Sep 2009 10:44:07 +0000 http://barelyknittogether.com/?p=1149#comment-2011 Ghost of Freud...wait!! Did I miss a sexual reference? Ghost of Freud…wait!! Did I miss a sexual reference?

]]> By: Alantru http://barelyknittogether.com/2009/09/why-bloggers-disappear/comment-page-1/#comment-2010 Alantru Sun, 13 Sep 2009 07:27:13 +0000 http://barelyknittogether.com/?p=1149#comment-2010 Thanks for the namecheck... Just called you 23 minutes ago. I'll try again... So, I'm calling... Pick up... Still ringing... Thanks for the namecheck… Just called you 23 minutes ago.

I’ll try again…

So, I’m calling…

Pick up…

Still ringing…

]]> By: Alantru http://barelyknittogether.com/2009/09/why-bloggers-disappear/comment-page-1/#comment-2009 Alantru Sun, 13 Sep 2009 07:20:40 +0000 http://barelyknittogether.com/?p=1149#comment-2009 It’s brilliant It’s sublime It stops on a dime It’s all jelly true So Truitt it’s woo hoo Fundamentally too! ...Although, I do remember the conversation a bit differently… (Not that I was there, it appears I’ve been abducted by aliens…) Alan knocks on FJ’s door. He then pounds on it. No response. He begins kicking the door. Finally, FJ answers. Alan: How’s it going, buddy? FJ: Sorry? What? Alan: You awake? FJ: No It’s 4:am. Alan? How did you get here? Alan: That’s not important. FJ: I think it is. Alan: You up for a beer? I am. Got any in your fridge? FJ: What? Alan enters the house. Alan: I know, it’s just, you know that thing with the blog, and the month off and everything? I’m losing it. I mean, I had to quit, you know? I was never sleeping, I was just commenting and replying, commenting and replying, all the time. It got so bad, I just never went to bed. I’d reply to a comment and as soon as I hit “Post” there would be another one. And then there’s the witty banter, the innuendo, the double, triple, even quadruple entendres! I mean – that’s a lot of shit to live up to! It’s like I’m always on. It was sucking up all my resources, all my good stuff was being wasted. I mean, not wasted, you know…just…” FJ: How did you find out where I lived? Alan: It’s a funny story. Anyway, I need a favor. It’s not much, it’s just that you’re the only one that I think can pull it off. FJ: Uh…well, what is it? Alan: It’s nothing, really. I just need you to tell everyone I’ve been abducted by aliens. Or I’m dead or something. Maybe go with something. Yeah, tell them I’m something. FJ: If I do will you leave my house? Alan: Let’s not get ahead of ourselves here. By the way, did you now that “me” is an IT worker in England? . FJ: I didn’t. So… Alan. This is all a little weird. Are you sure you’re okay?” Alan: I’m great. Can I use your computer? This exchange of ours has been fun and I need to blog about it. Even though blogging is so… Well, you know. FJ: I know Alan, I know… The lights in the room flash. Enter The Ghost of Freud. Alan and FJ look on in disbelief and stupefied amazement. It’s brilliant
It’s sublime
It stops on a dime

It’s all jelly true
So Truitt it’s woo hoo
Fundamentally too!

…Although, I do remember the conversation a bit differently… (Not that I was there, it appears I’ve been abducted by aliens…)

Alan knocks on FJ’s door. He then pounds on it. No response. He begins kicking the door. Finally, FJ answers.

Alan: How’s it going, buddy?

FJ: Sorry? What?

Alan: You awake?

FJ: No It’s 4:am. Alan? How did you get here?

Alan: That’s not important.

FJ: I think it is.

Alan: You up for a beer? I am. Got any in your fridge?

FJ: What?

Alan enters the house.

Alan: I know, it’s just, you know that thing with the blog, and the month off and everything? I’m losing it. I mean, I had to quit, you know? I was never sleeping, I was just commenting and replying, commenting and replying, all the time. It got so bad, I just never went to bed. I’d reply to a comment and as soon as I hit “Post” there would be another one. And then there’s the witty banter, the innuendo, the double, triple, even quadruple entendres! I mean – that’s a lot of shit to live up to! It’s like I’m always on. It was sucking up all my resources, all my good stuff was being wasted. I mean, not wasted, you know…just…”

FJ: How did you find out where I lived?

Alan: It’s a funny story. Anyway, I need a favor. It’s not much, it’s just that you’re the only one that I think can pull it off.

FJ: Uh…well, what is it?

Alan: It’s nothing, really. I just need you to tell everyone I’ve been abducted by aliens. Or I’m dead or something. Maybe go with something. Yeah, tell them I’m something.

FJ: If I do will you leave my house?

Alan: Let’s not get ahead of ourselves here. By the way, did you now that “me” is an IT worker in England? .

FJ: I didn’t. So… Alan. This is all a little weird. Are you sure you’re okay?”

Alan: I’m great. Can I use your computer? This exchange of ours has been fun and I need to blog about it. Even though blogging is so… Well, you know.

FJ: I know Alan, I know…

The lights in the room flash. Enter The Ghost of Freud. Alan and FJ look on in disbelief and stupefied amazement.

]]> By: Bearman http://barelyknittogether.com/2009/09/why-bloggers-disappear/comment-page-1/#comment-2007 Bearman Sat, 12 Sep 2009 19:05:33 +0000 http://barelyknittogether.com/?p=1149#comment-2007 Alan is always calling me at 3AM and wondering why I don't answer. I see he finally found someone else to carry out his plan. Alan is always calling me at 3AM and wondering why I don’t answer. I see he finally found someone else to carry out his plan.

]]> By: Barely Knit Together http://barelyknittogether.com/2009/09/why-bloggers-disappear/comment-page-1/#comment-2005 Barely Knit Together Fri, 11 Sep 2009 16:07:17 +0000 http://barelyknittogether.com/?p=1149#comment-2005 I think I just found my replacement! :) I think I just found my replacement! :)

]]> By: Barely Knit Together http://barelyknittogether.com/2009/09/why-bloggers-disappear/comment-page-1/#comment-2004 Barely Knit Together Fri, 11 Sep 2009 16:06:46 +0000 http://barelyknittogether.com/?p=1149#comment-2004 Why yes, I'm absolutely serious. That's why this is tagged with "imagined conversations." Because I take my imaginary conversations quite seriously. Sorry, just having fun. As far as I know, good ol' Alan Truitt is alive and well. Somewhere. Maybe a nice, quiet, internet-disabled detox somewhere. ;) Why yes, I’m absolutely serious. That’s why this is tagged with “imagined conversations.” Because I take my imaginary conversations quite seriously.

Sorry, just having fun. As far as I know, good ol’ Alan Truitt is alive and well. Somewhere. Maybe a nice, quiet, internet-disabled detox somewhere. ;)

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