Dear Technorati, This is My Blog

Dear Technorati,

I hope you are well and had a marvelous holiday season. I’m really bad at sucking up, so I am keeping my fingers crossed that this greeting is enough for you.

I haven’t tried  to claim this little blog of mine for a few months. This past summer, to both my own and my reader’s (no, “reader’s” isn’t a grammatical error on some days) confusion,  I would diligently place your cryptic code IN A BLOG POST exactly as requested. If you are now thinking, “she probably doesn’t have an RSS feed,” you would be wrong.

Instead, in return I merely received comments accusing me of being either a spy or a mischievous alien.  Ironically, everyone could see the code except for you.

The hyper-polite interface on your website encouraged me to be patient.  I was patient. I, in unfounded late aughts’ optimism, got my hopes up. It didn’t do squat. Anguished, yet courteous emails sent to support apparently were invisible as well. Just so you know, you weren’t helping any self-esteem issues.

If Homeland Security were at all with the program, they would have probably sent clean shaven George Clooney look–a-likes in dark suits knocking on my door in the middle of the night to investigate the mysterious code. I believe if all of the big entities we, the American people depend on, worked as described, Clooney clones would have hunted me down.  I will not delude myself to the point of holding you totally responsible. I confidently CLAIM that you are not all together blameless.

I’m wondering these days if any large organizations, such as Technorati and The Department of Homeland Security,  have a clue as to what’s going on out here in the world.  I used to have faith that some collection of people out there knew more than we, the general public. Facing the fact that you don’t, distresses me to the point that I may need a med change. Rest assured you’re not alone: Even Target and Oprah have disillusioned me in recent months. That’s another story.

In closing, the air of legitimacy that you offer even the smallest of bloggers, eludes me to this day. And just for the record, I didn’t care about you, until you wouldn’t have me.  That’s just how us humans roll.

So I beg of you to  please accept this:

G3NT3M5EY5AH

Best of luck to you in the new year!

Kindest Regards,

Margo

PS – In case you didn’t catch it:  G3NT3M5EY5AH

Comments

  1. says

    Oh how I relate!

    After a year of angst and struggle I finally gave up on Technorati convinced they didn’t want my kind in the club.

    Thanks for helping me feel lee alone ;)

    ~Mave from A Fabulously Good Life

  2. says

    Oh how I relate!

    After a year of angst and struggle I finally gave up on Technorati convinced they didn’t want my kind in the club.

    Thanks for helping me feel lee alone ;)

    ~Mave from A Fabulously Good Life

  3. says

    I think they got it this time.
    I wonder what I can do to get a Clooney clone to my house…yummy.
    I get you on the unlove from Oprah…but Target???? Say it isn’t so.

  4. says

    Have fun with this one! My blog feed goes down eight times a day for no reason whatsoever.

    My computer geek just shrugs and informs me that the whole web is a virus, so I should just give it up. Isn’t he helpful?

  5. says

    Oh the drama. And then what? I can’t for the life of me figure out why I bothered with all that. Sigh. It’s so not covered in my WordPress for Dummies book…

  6. says

    Technorati intimidates me.

    My favorite thing about it is the really nice things you wrote there. (Did I ever thank you for that? Thank you.)

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