I wish I was better at commentingPosted: August 10, 2012 | |
During my very brief break I attempted to get caught up with, well, everything. Everything includes the blogs I follow. And I noticed something about my comments when I visit you at your place. Perhaps you noticed it, too.
I am terrible at commenting. Not always. Once in a while I can come up with the words to express how I feel about what I read or what I saw. I even manage to ramble occasionally. Or babble. It all depends on how you look at it.
But sometimes a post will be so wonderful, in words and/or images, that I’m awed and speechless. So I stutter my way through a comment and leave feeling as if that was the worst comment in the history of blog commenting. Granted, there’s not a long history of blog commenting. But still. It makes me wish WordPress would come up with a way for us to edit our own comments on the blogs we visit. It’s bad enough I can’t edit my typos. It’s worse when hours later I come up with something better than the lame comment I left behind to show I was there and that I appreciate your post in some way, shape, or form. One solution might be to wait until hours later to comment, but that’s usually 3:00 in the morning and it is pretty unlikely I would get out of bed, make my way downstairs, power up the computer, and coherently type a comment.
Many of you are awesome at commenting. You are the Super Talented Blog Commenters, ready to respond to all blog posts at a single glance with something pithy and witty. It makes me wonder… Are you good at small talk? Not that comments are necessarily small talk. It depends on the blog post. Perhaps small talk is not what I mean at all. Discourse. That’s it. Are you adept at the art of discourse? And how do you feel about your comments? Do you feel you’re good at leaving comments/responses?
I’m not. In my eagerness to comment, to let you know that I was here, I read, I looked, I admired and applauded your post, I do the writing (commenting) equivalent of stumbling over my words.
That brings me to the Like Button. Oh, how I disliked the Like Button at first, and oh, how I like it now. Some of you receive so many comments that I often feel I have nothing original to add to the conversation. Isn’t that what blogging and the comments are all about? A conversation? A world-wide wonder-filled interchange of thoughts, ideas, images, and yes, even small talk?
The Like button allows me (and you) to let people know I dropped by. To me, it’s a Visiting Card (aka Calling Card), and the blogosphere is still working out the etiquette on that one. I know there are some folks who don’t like the Like button. I understand that. It’s too easy to drop in, click Like, and move on without reading the post or really looking at the images. I’m sure there are people who do that. I’m not one of them.
Now that I’ve gotten that out of my system…
Most of the photos in this post are from a few days ago. There was no sunrise to speak of today. I’m sure it did rise. I just didn’t see it. It’s been raining on and off since last night. Gorgeous, wet, beautiful rain.
It’s expected to rain on and off through tomorrow night. You will not hear any complaints from me about it. I doubt the earth around here will complain about it either. It’s nice to finally get a good soaking.
M and I have entered the world of auto insurance claims this week. Our (one and only) car was in an accident in Virginia (nobody was hurt). Last Saturday, some guy rear-ended it hard enough that it cannot be driven. So the poor, faithful and good, car sits in a repair shop in Virginia waiting for the insurance companies (who are apparently in no hurry) to decide liability (we already know The Other Driver who rear-ended the car was at fault, and he was ticketed to prove it). In the meantime, The Other Driver’s insurance company will have to deal with rental car charges on top of damages. We may have hotel charges to go with it since someone has to go out there and pick up the car once it’s repaired. (In case you’re wondering when we went to Virginia, we didn’t, and since the driver of our car borrowed it and was not at fault in regards to the accident, we’ll keep that person out of it.)
That’s about it from the Bogs. It’s enough, I think. Thank you for stopping by on this rainy day. I’ve been cooking today, and made some wonderful borscht which I’ll be serving chilled. We can sit out on the porch, sheltered from the rain, and enjoy the cold soup on this somewhat muggy day while we watch the rain fall on the pond.
Have a delightful weekend!