It has occured to me that certain individuals are much better at getting comments on their blogs than I am. You may know one of those post whores, they may be your boyfriend, your co-worker, your neighbor even your brother or sister. These are the type of people that give blogging a name, I'm not sure if its a good name or a bad name, but its definately a name of some sort. Now I would normally just spend an entire post whining and moaning about how horrible it is that they get comments and I don't. It wouldn't be livedrama but it would probably be close enough. But I'm not going to do that. See, I think I finally figured it out. These pirates of the blogging seas have figured out something new and amazing. I'm not sure what it is but like everything else on the internet it must involve profit of some sort right? And that is my new plan. Like a poor Irish potato farmer who couldn't make anymore o'gratin I've decided to leave the wasteland of livedrama and head toward the golden streets of posts that have nothing to do with anything. So here is the plan, in ILLUSTRATED FORMAT!!!
Step 1: Get some comments!
This is probably the hard part. I need to stop my LiveDrama ways and move on to bigger and better things. Things that involve excitement and fireworks and badly photoshopped images. All I have to do is con my readers into leaving comments!
Step 2: ???
Unfortunately this is where there are kinks in my plan. Just like the underpants gnomes I don't know what comes after step one. But whatever it is it can't be too hard and I'm sure once I figure out the whole comment thing this will be CAKE!
Step 3: PROFIT!!!
Then comes the fun times!! The profit! Hot punk rock and goth chicks will be all over me like high school girls on drunken frat boys! No more broken ass subaru for me! No sir! Its one of those fancy Hybrid cars! Or better yet I'll get those guys who don't blog and get comments to carry me around on a litter. Trained monkeys will do my photoshopping for me, giant spiders will write my posts. Jetpacks won't be needed, I'll have my own personal flying car. As I fly over all those lame asses caught on the 101 I'll scream out "Screw you! I get comments mutherfuckers!"
And to think, all it takes is comments!
Step 1: Get some comments!
This is probably the hard part. I need to stop my LiveDrama ways and move on to bigger and better things. Things that involve excitement and fireworks and badly photoshopped images. All I have to do is con my readers into leaving comments!
Step 2: ???
Unfortunately this is where there are kinks in my plan. Just like the underpants gnomes I don't know what comes after step one. But whatever it is it can't be too hard and I'm sure once I figure out the whole comment thing this will be CAKE!
Step 3: PROFIT!!!
Then comes the fun times!! The profit! Hot punk rock and goth chicks will be all over me like high school girls on drunken frat boys! No more broken ass subaru for me! No sir! Its one of those fancy Hybrid cars! Or better yet I'll get those guys who don't blog and get comments to carry me around on a litter. Trained monkeys will do my photoshopping for me, giant spiders will write my posts. Jetpacks won't be needed, I'll have my own personal flying car. As I fly over all those lame asses caught on the 101 I'll scream out "Screw you! I get comments mutherfuckers!"
And to think, all it takes is comments!
you have to comment on people's journals. and don't just say things like "yeah, i always feel like that." just say stupid tangental things that you can support with random facts from your own life--blogs are like sitting around the breakfast table on sunday mornings reading the paper: you tell the other person what you're reading in 2 sentences, they respond in a grumble (smiley), or the first thought that comes to mind. neither of the conversations leads anywhere--you just say one or the other.
the important part is acknowledging that other person that wrote that shit--like im doing just now.