Qua?

I don't know whether to laugh or cry.

See, I've been writing this blog for months now, sometimes pouring my heart into a post, sometimes slapping something up to fill space and prove to my four readers that I'm still alive while waiting for the next burst of inspiration. (I'm still waiting, by the way). My blog doesn't receive a lot of comments. Fine. No pressure. I can waste the webspace however I like.

So yesterday I didn't write anything. I posted pictures. And I didn't even take the pictures (unusual for my blog). One was a publicity photo and I was in the other one. I wrote a caption. That's it. And suddenly, by comparison to any normal day, I was flooded with comments.

Oh the irony!

One comment, lost after I deleted the whole entry momentarily, thanked me for an excellent post. The captioned picture? My mind was sent awhirl with images of poor Anonymous K sitting in an internet torture chamber, forced to read my blogs everyday and screaming "No! No! Make it stop!" as some of my longer posts have trailed on. Yesterday must have been a relief for poor AK. "Thank you! Thank you for not writing!" Ahhhh.

Not that I'm paranoid or anything.

Another anonymous comment praised the whole blog, as did a third comment from another blogger who wrote "you have a riveting web log and undoubtedly must have atypical & quiescent potential for your intended readership."

Um... thanks?

I've got a degree in English and I'm not sure what he's trying to tell me, but I appreciate his "riveting" and "best wishes for continued ascendancy." Ascendancy we like. Ascendancy is good. But it makes me wonder: is that a random wish, or is there something I don't know? Like how these folks all found me on the same caption-writing day....