The double-dog dare from yesterday was satisfied completely and honorably. This is not the dislike part. In fact, I’m so proud of him that I think that if Ben wants to have some coffee with a little froo-froo creamer once in a while, he’s probably earned that right. You can see his post and all the appropriate links on his site at The Great Ice Bucket Challenge of 2020. There was even a real dog, Bubbles, who did not participate and was not frozen silly, but knowing her, I can just see her looking at her master with her head cocked to one side as if to say, “Master, what are you doing?” That whole story, from beginning to end, was a “like”.
Another “like” I have is when people comment and/or like my older stuff. When I’m talking to my sister, Beverly, sometimes she will say something during a conversation to the effect of, “Oh, yes! I saw that on your blog.” I have a couple of daughters who have done that as well. Our friend, Ishaan, began reading this blog from the very beginning and remarked how odd it was to think that this blog started before he was born. These things I like. I really like getting comments, too. I really appreciate it when someone takes the time and effort to type up a response. That says to me that what I said had some sort of impact. I made them laugh, cry, mad, happy, or something. When people take the time to do that, it’s meaningful to me because I think I am starting, at my age, to get a glimmer of understanding about the value of time.
Another in a list of likes can be the “likes” themselves. Oftentimes a person may not have or inclination to comment but wants to show they stopped by and took the time to read a post, it’s easy to click the “like” button to show you were here and after a short time I notice your name and I go check out what kind of content you have and many times wind up following it. I’ve also found several cool blogs by clicking links in comments on others’ blogs.
Today I was up on a ladder washing windows when my phone started dinging like crazy. I knew it wasn’t texts because I have a notification for those that says, “Excuse me, boss. You have a text message.” It had to be either e-mail or the WordPress app. A graphic from WP popped up saying I had broken my old record for the number of likes in one day. One person had given me twenty likes on as many different posts. There is no way possible that she read them all in three or four minutes. I looked at her site and she is some kind of wannabe web designer just starting out. her paltry offering of content was the same set of entries just re-posted every couple of weeks and a sticky post driving you to her Instagram. I think it was last week that I had a similar encounter.
I could let these knuckleheads ruin my day, I guess. Or I could just shine them on. Or I could come and vent about it on my blog. I had thought about outing them and warning people but then I realized that would be like free advertising. Instead, I want to end with a simple thank you to all of my kind readers.