This BLOGGER is driving me crazy!
Say that with all the different inflections, like Kramer practicing for his line in the Woody Allen movie that was filming on his street: "These pretzels are making me thirsty!"
And, like in the Cigar Store...Person episode, I will dance around using a certain word.
BLOGGER thinks I am a...not-real commenter. One who leaves messages to sell products that may not be a good investment, or to solicit funds for my own personal gain by tricking others.
I assure you, I do not have one of those not-real-commenter bones in my body. To think, I have been conscientiously perusing my daily-read blogs, and leaving thoughtful, if lame, comments, only to have them go to the not-real-comment folder! Where's the fun in that?
I have an old blog buddy who ends up in my not-real-commenter file. Six years we go back, yet still BLOGGER sends her into limbo. I can always rescue her, because I use comment moderation. Before that, I was missing comments on older posts, because I didn't go back and check them every day. Now I get them in a pretty little list, by post, as well as email notification. So when I see her in email, I go back and mark her as NOT a not-real-commenter in the dashboard/comment/not-real-commenter section. Sometimes it works for the next time. Sometimes it doesn't.
Now, for reading through this, I would like to announce that you have all been awarded...NO! I'm not one of those not-real-commenters. What was I thinking? I am not awarding you anything. Nor am I allowing you to be my trustee, make investments for me, bail me out of jail, or wire me moolah to replace what was stolen from me in another country.
You just read it for free. The horror!