Since we moved to France I've been posting a lot on my wife's blog because I believe it needs new content every day (M-F at a minimum) or else people stop checking it. Sort of like the greatest blog in the world.
While a blog is useful as a journal and that's pretty cool, it's a lot more fun if someone other than the author actually reads it. And since my wife gets lazy about posting on hers, I thought I'd help her out. I mean she's my wife and you know I'm just a good dude all-around. For months we've been posting every day. Six times I'd post, and she'd post once. Whatever, it was working. Sometimes 200 people a day would visit. While 200 people is only .00000303% of the world's population, it's nice to know that it might provide a laugh or two to some dude in Yemen, or some lady in Iceland (hopefully Bjork).
But the other day her mom sent me an email:
I was a little hurt when I got her email, because people rarely say what they really want to say, but rather use the words necessary to get their point across without causing collateral damage. I respect that. But it means I have to read more into it than the words actually convey.
What she really wanted to say was, "Hey dumbass, stop clogging my daughter's blog with your stupid posts that make veiled comments about sex and how religion is a joke. I just want to look at pictures of my daughter and grandchildren and feel the Holy Ghost while I do it." (Sidebar: the "Holy Ghost" is the most important thing in Mormonism, other than Joseph Smith and Jesus. In other words, the three most important people in Mitt Romney's life are 1.a lecherous gold digger, 2.a magical man that no one can be sure ever existed, 3.a nice ghost, sort of like Casper. Think about who you want to vote for for President). Implicit in her email is also the assumption that my posts prevent my wife from posting on her blog, which isn't true at all. My wife would like to post herself, but since she rarely takes the time to do it, she's pretty happy for me at least add some content. So anyway, I was a little put off.
But then I figured why make a big deal out of it? She's my mother-in-law (otherwise known as MIL, but it's important not to add an F at the end) and is a good lady. She just goes to the blog to find pictures of her daughter and her grandchildren, and my posts drive away the Holy Ghost so they're going to make her uncomfortable. So she probably talked to my FIL who is the patriarch of the family and he said, "Well if you feel that way about it, email him." So she did. That's cool.
Perhaps she didn't know I already had a blog but that I let it die to help out my wife. Perhaps she did know. But out of respect for her I'm going to start this bitch up again. I'm a very respectful person. But this time I'm not veiling how I feel about stuff just to keep from hurting everyone's feelings. Yeah I'm a nice guy but fuck it. I have a lot to say and it's got to come out one way or another. Here we go.
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