The addict whines

I survived my first blog-free day, barely.

I am like a wino without his paper-sack libation, a stoner without his bag of weed.

I have realized during this difficult day that there are three kinds of bloggers in the world.

First are sane bloggers, who post regularly and answer comments that come their way but can take it or leave it. They are like social smokers who enjoy the indulgence but are not slaves to it.

Second are oddballs who post a blog for reasons known only to themselves, since they either never respond to comments, have no links to anyone else nor apparent communication with anyone else, have completely disabled the comment option and don't seem to care.

Third are poor fools like me who have sunk hopelessly into blog addiction. We are obvious by our absurdly long link lists, because we can't resist a blog friend. We salivate over comments like a dog over a bone. We punch the refresh button repeatedly hoping that a new one has been enetered since five seconds ago or so.


I see that a whole pile of comments have come in over the course of the day, from Adena, Empress, Leslie and maybe some others. I promise to answer them all tonight, because I appreciate you all taking the time to comment. And I have some blogs to visit, and one or two blog topics that have come to mind as I squirmed and suffered blogless today.

Plus, I owe Empress a smoodle blog and I fear that a month of turtle-watching will be my punishment if I delay.

But first I have to run an errand for a friend. Yes, people, I do have friends beyond this computer screen. And they don't even have to get frisked or adhere to Visiting Hours. Believe it.