I’m averaging about eight spam comments per day on my blog. Most of them are utterly ridiculous, but then I get the occasional comment which makes me laugh. It’s written intelligibly, as if the writer actually read my blog, but the link is clearly commercial, spammy, the e-mail address is fake. Le-sigh.
And there’s a part of me that wants to post them, because they actually are nicely written, friendly comments. Some of them cheer me on for writing and encourage me to keep writing. I mean, don’t get me know, I know it’s just bullshit spam trying to pass for real commenting, but I’d like to at least -pretend- someone is reading and hopes I continue to write.
I don’t even know what I’m saying. I write this blog for me. This is my place on the web, my little corner. I do not care who else reads. I’ve never received a legitimate comment and I may never receive one. That’s OK.
Spam still amuses me beyond words.
(Though I’m being pretty wordy for feeling speechless.)