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Yesterday was Blog Comment Day, and the assignment was to leave at least 5 comments throughout your blogging day (I always do anyway), and that two of these comments should be to blogs where you have never commented before. Rather than doing a random ‘next blog’ type thing, I decided to mine the blogrolls of some bloggy friends. I popped over to Red Stapler, and picked two blogs from her blogroll with tantalizing names.
I visited Godammit, I’m Mad!, and commiserated with her frustration at people feeling pretty high and mighty about buying the Starbucks coffee that donated $.05 to AIDS relief on December first.
I also visited I, Asshole, where I read about her job search, her daughter’s ear piercing, and her frustrations with her mom and Thanksgiving. The post was funny and snarky and much more interesting than I made it sound.
That’s my two new blogs, where I’ve never been before, talk about commenting. I liked what I was reading, so I decided to do three more new blogs, and find them the same way. I went over to another blog friend’s place, Stop and Wander, and perused her blogroll for some new stuff. Found myself at red Ravine, where QuoinMonkey introduced me to a wonderful art project put on by the city of St. Paul, Minnesota. It’s called Sidewalk Poetry, and wow, what a breath of fresh air. A city actually putting money into the arts, and engraving poetry into the sidewalks. I love this idea, though it would make me want to walk with my eyes pointed down, and one must remember to look both ways before crossing the street.
I then popped over to Maekitso’s Cafe, where Brad writes mostly poetry, along with some juicy confessions of his misspent youth. From a comment on Brad’s blog, I slid on over to Why Paisley, where I discovered just how different some people’s youth was from mine. I don’t say this to sound condescending or judgmental in any way, but after reading these last two blogs, I am more thankful than ever for the childhood/adolescence that I had. They were not perfect. But they were not excruciating either.
Lastly, and I know, this makes six new blogs, Ted told me about his bloggy buddy, Jeff Vrabel’s post in which his 4-year-old son decided to wander down the street at 1am whilst his parents were asleep, and what came after. Happy ending, thankfully.
I enjoyed Blog Comment Day…it was fun to stretch out and find a few new blogs, and get a peek into the thoughts and lives of some new and interesting folks out there. Thanks, John, for the prompt. 🙂