Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Overwhelmed.
Something very bizarre happened to me today.
XBox, or Daddy X, as I so affectionately call him, who writes here and here sent my Sunday's post link to a friend of his who also lives in Florida and she sent the post link out on that newfangled Twitter thing and the next thing you know, it hadn't gone exactly viral but sort of bacterial, anyway. (Haha, Rachel- I told you I'd use that) and I got a LOT of visits from people who had never heard of me OR Lloyd OR the Church of Batshit Crazy before in their lives.
I am frankly amazed. I know for a fact that I'll never be sending Tweets because you can only use 140 characters per message and if you know me, you know damn well I can't tell someone how to get to the bathroom in 140 characters. So the World of Twitter is safe from me.
But I have been given a lesson in how quickly things can spread on it.
And even though I try like hell to comment back to everyone who comments on my posts, I am just too overwhelmed to tackle that post's comments. I mean, I have started three separate times and then I just can't. Frankly, despite the fact that I am stone cold sober I am having to close my right eye just to type this because I'm old and my eyes get weak at night. Or else I have a brain tumor. Nah, just kidding about the brain tumor. I'm pretty sure it's just old age and being tired.
So- to anyone who had never been here before today and who left a comment, I say a very heartfelt thank-you. Obviously, I touched a nerve somehow. I have read all the comments and am curious about their writers and am, of course, discovering lots of really interesting wonderful people out there in the blog world. And I am heartened by the fact that there are quite a few people who see things in a different light than a lot of the media would have us believe. This, more than anything, cheers me.
We can all do something. And Juancho is right- it needs to begin with not listening to that "poisonous bilious shit" again. Let's be positive. Let's get on with it.
And for those of you who have never visited here before today, let me just say that yes, sometimes I do get on a soapbox, but mostly I talk about things like my yard, my garden, my chickens, my children, my grandson-to-be, my husband and our life together here in North Florida.
In other words, I am mostly boring. With a recipe thrown in now and then for good measure.
When I wrote that post on Sunday and the one I wrote today, I had a lot of very strong feelings about things going on in this country. I still have them. And I will write about them again.
But mostly it's the weather and the heart and all of the tiny things that make up one woman's life.
So. Thank-you for coming by. I would love it if you came by again to see if you like what I have to say about chickens.
And one more thing- I think it's so exciting that I finally got a troll! A few of you have written me to tell me not to get upset by the few negative comments I've gotten. I'm not. I'm old and I can say what I want to say and I know what I believe.
And I believe that the poisonous bilious shit (thank-you, Juancho- that is perfect) is not something I really need to concentrate on. There's too many other things that DO need concentrating on.
And now I'm off to bed because I am getting tired of keeping one eye shut.
Night, y'all. And bless our hearts. We're trying.
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Weird. I, too, got double the amount of hits on my computer the last few days, the most today. I know that I played a small part in your blog going viral. I posted about you on my Facebook page and have well over two hundred "friends." As you know, it went in my own blog, and I recognize some of the commenters as readers of my blog. We're really connected now. Church of the Batshit Crazy West and Church of the Batshit Crazy East.
ReplyDeleteElizabeth- Yes, even before today I had been getting more than usual numbers and I knew that your linking had a lot to do with that. Other people linked it too.
ReplyDeleteStrange for me, I'll tell you.
Thanks for your part in this and I definitely trust you with the COBSC of the West.
I KNEW you'd get a troll! Well played, Ms. Moon! Well played indeed.
ReplyDeleteIt's been linked exponentially! I linked it on my blog, facebook page, and Obama's facebook page. I'm so glad that many people read it and will stick around and read your blog. I'm sure many more people didn't comment who read it. Word of mouth!
ReplyDeleteSee what will happen with your novel? I would like an actual book to hold in my hands if that works out. I still haven't found that publisher.
Wouldn't it be lovely if your post going global results in all those crazies converting to the Church of Batshit Crazy. America would turn out fine. You could be the next president. I'm keeping my fingers crossed.
ReplyDeleteWhen someone touches you with their words, the way you do, it's impossible not to share them with others. You rock, Ms. Moon, and we all love ya.
ReplyDeleteAs always, I'm your Altar Girl...or is it alter girl? Screw it, I want to help you pass out communion wafers at the Church of the Batshit Crazy. (Or at least I want to list that on my resume.)
ReplyDelete2007 - Present: Altar/aler Girl, Church of the Batshit Crazh, Ms. M. Luna, Mother Superior
I came to all this late late last night and right when I was going to comment, my internet connection started to take sooooo long to move from page to page and I was tired and muzzy headed. I just have to say that you keep your cool so well, my Sweet Mama. I'm sure you're over there blessing their hearts as we speak.
ReplyDeleteAunt Becky- Lucky me! I'm all grown-up now.
ReplyDeleteJoy- I am spending a lot of time thinking about that novel. I am.
And so many thanks for the links.
Mwa- President? I can't even run my own house. But you're sweet.
Ginger- And I love you.
Lucy- Alter SERVER. I swear, that's what they call them now. My Catholic yoga teacher told me. Communion wafers? Uh. Would that be wheat thins? Because I really like wheat thins. And we'll all take turns being Mother Superiors.
May- Blessing as fast as I can. I love you.
You know you have "arrived" when you get a troll; well done!
ReplyDeleteI read a banner on Fluxcapacitor's blog that said: "Dont drink the Hateraide"
ReplyDeleteI like that one.
Good job ms moon!
PS I don't even know what a blog troll is... but I'm imagining it's some kind of non agreeable comnent..?
ReplyDeleteAh, one more thing... Ms Moon, I thought the Church of the Batshit Crazy served Communion Angel biscuits? I'm so confused.
ReplyDeleteYour congregation is growing in the Midwest too, if I have anything to say about it!
ReplyDeleteMaybe chocolate chip cookies instead of those styrofoam tasting wafers? Just a suggestion.
chocolate chip cookies sound great, and maybe shy daffodil can donate the eggs.
ReplyDeletewould that make her a communist chicken?
Kori- Too true.
ReplyDeleteMs. Fleur- Yep. Just say no to hateraid. Good one.
And I angel biscuits would make excellent communion wafers as would chocolate chip cookies, RACHEL AND ADRIENNE. And I think that if Daffodil donated her eggs that might make her a socialist. I don't know. I get so confused.
confused. yes, me too.
ReplyDeletep.s. gorgeous comment on maggie may's page, as always ms. moon.
I'm old and my eyes get tired, too, especially sitting in front of the damn computer all day.
ReplyDeleteSome things just deserve to be read.
ReplyDeleteIf I were an American I'd be handing that post out on flyers.
Adrienne- I figured Maggie needed a little church today. I wish I could hold her hand.
ReplyDeleteMs. Bastard- These damn computers are going to make us all blind eventually.
Daddy X- Uh. I think that's what you did.
Your words need to be read and shared. SO many people feel the same as you (and I) do. I don't have the writing talent you do to be able to express my core feelings about what's going on. Pictures of cows are filling my brain holes just so I can function on a daily basis.
ReplyDeleteI will continue to send you bacterial on Twitter.
And just so you know, Mr X is SO jealous that we will meet up soon. Like, school girl crush jealous with a side of green jello.
Angie- You DO realize, don't you, that I mostly write about things like dirt? Oh well. You can bacterialize me anytime you want.
ReplyDeleteAnd about Mr. X? Well he can send me a ticket to wherever it is that Dutch people live and I'll come be their doula when Baby Fitz is born. Hell, I'll even cook for them. If they can take hippie American southern cooking.