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So, I have been thinking about a conversation I had with a friend a year ago. I do these sorts of things. Go over old conversations in my head thinking about what I should have said. It's just one of my many neurosis and I have learned to just roll with it.

Anyway, I had just started my blog and she was saying how she likes to read blogs, but she rarely comments. At the time, I readily agreed with her. Why should a person have to comment on every blog they read? What if you really don't have much to say on the topic? Why the pressure?

Damned needy bloggers! Get over yourselves! (I spit in the dirt for emphasis!)

However, I am finding that not unlike casserole recipes from the 70's, humble pie is a regular menu item that keeps cropping up around here. I've got the pudgy thighs and bitter aftertaste to prove it.

There have been times, over the last year, that I have poured my heart out into a blog post only to be meet with silence. It feels a little like I have told an offensive joke at one of my parent's dinner parties. Crickets chirp, throats are cleared.

I was fine until I added a sitemeter which educated me on just how many people don't have anything to say in response to my ramblings. It is really quite absurd how many of you keep returning to my spot here on the internet only to LURK.

So I'm calling you out. Olli olli oxen free!!!! Today is national de-lurking day. Really. They have a day for it. It seems I'm not the only chagrined blogger out there.

Especially you, Miss Finland! The lurking has got to stop.