Apparently last week was National Delurking Week (I saw it written in two places, making it as truthful as anything currently on Oprah's Book Club). I know it's not technically "the week" anymore, but if you're one of the few people who reads APCB and doesn't yammer on endlessly in the comments section like a horde of drunken magpies, feel free to announce your presence.
And in order to make everyone feel welcome, I hereby declare a 24-hour grace period, during which The Thing That Walks Like A Man is not allowed to hit on you.
Dude, The Thing That Walks Like A Man has already hit on me. What do I have left to be afraid of?
*delurk*
I'm a regular reader, but I don't think I've ever commented. FYI, I really enjoy your blog.
I'm here. I only comment once every 4.57 months. This delurking thing is going to throw off my whole schedule!
Checkin' in from Bethesda, MD. I found you thru Norbizness, but I'd read Film Threat before. You=smart & funny.
I guess I could be considered a lurker since I've commented only a couple of times, though I check out your blog at least once a day. Keep up the good work, Pete!
(FWIW, we would appear to have several things in common: I'm also a Houstonian, Texas Ex, and father of a young [18 month-old] daughter. Wow.)
Delurk. I'm in Portland, OR, and have been reading for probably a couple years. I think I last piped in when Wilco and Son Volt were being debated.
Delurking from Toronto. I guess I'll just take the moment at the mic to say, um...uh...hey what's that behind you?!
*relurks*
What does it say about me that I just spent 30 seconds trying to think of a de-lurking joke that referenced the act of decloakng a klingon bird of prey? Probably nothing good.
Yay for APCB!
BTW, I'm an austinite (recently moved from Houston). I futz with computers and play music.
Long-time listener, second-time decloaker.
Sydney, Australia
Well, I think councilman Les Whinian should do more...
I got nothing.
...hey, what's that behind you?! -- Carrington
It's me, honeys.
My 24 hours is up, so you all grab the lube while I adjust the zipper on my furry animal suit....
Awww, yeah. We'll show Ginger that there's PLENTY left to fear.
TTTWLaM: I can possibly understand the furry animal suit, there are other people out there into that. But Minnie Mouse? Really, Polka-dots aren't you...
Did I miss the 24 hour grace period? Dang, guess I'll go back to lurking.
It's still on, started the 9th!
http://papernapkin.typepad.com/papernapkin/2006/01/hello_out_there.html#more
;-)
Yup, I'm a regular reader and I have never left a comment. On any blog, it's not personal. I totally dig your blog but don't be surprised if this is my last posting...I think basshole has plenty to say for the both of us! You are of course, always welcome to dinner. Thanks for blogging, Pete!!!
"TTTWLaM: I can possibly understand the furry animal suit, there are other people out there into that. But Minnie Mouse? Really, Polka-dots aren't you... -- Michael
I find that the dainty, frilly bloomers make the detachable razorcock much more palatable.
Yoo-hoo! Oh boyyyyyyyyyys!
Pete, it looks like you were right to be suspicious of Minnie Mouse.
TTTWLaM: The image of you, in a headless Minnie costume with a tell-tale bulge, smoking a cigarette and singing King Missile's Greatest Hit is vying with the new Motorola Razrcock V3 with Bluethooth and downloadable cockringtones for the "most disturbing image before breakfast".
..."most disturbing image...." -- Michael
You misspelled "erotic."
You misspelled "erotic."--TTTWLaM
and Bluetooth!
Let me try again.
TTTWLaM: The image of you, in an erotic Minnie costume with crotchless frilly underthings from Goofy's of Hollywood, smoking a post-coital cigarette and singing King Missile's Greatest Hit is the clear winner in the "most disturbing image before breakfast" contest; the Motorola Razrcock just can't compete.
I guess I count as a lurker, I post, but sproadically at best. BTW Pete, I picked up the Old 97's Live DVD yesterday, and its good, but if you've actually seen them live (and you have), then there really is no reason to get it.
Is there a distinction between a lurker and someone who is generally too lazy to post?
Is there a distinction between a lurker and someone who is generally too lazy to post?
Yes. TTTWLAM may hit upon you immediately.
I'm a sometime lurker, sometime Houstonian. Isn't it about time for our annual brunch?
Who's lurking? OK, OK, I've probably left a grand total of... um... one comment here before, but I've left literally hundreds on blogs like World O' Crap, Sadly, No!, and others.
...er....
OK, so that doesn't help my case any. At least I'm not afraid of being hit on by Things That Walk Like Men, though i sincerely doubt that I'm what they're looking for.
"...though i sincerely doubt that I'm what they're looking for." -- Marq
As long as you're a chick from the waist up, we're good.
If not, I'm resourceful, as the motto, "If It Moves--Poke It" has never let me down.
I can't help that the ladies demand my sexuals.
And you just took away any incentive for them to decloak.