This has nothing to do with Butters from South Park, although he's hilarious.
This is actually about someting that happened to me over the weekend. For the first time ever I had someone that I know tell me they read my blog, but I never told them about it. I've always realized that in the great world wide web there was a chance that this could happen but due to the fact that #1. I know about 8 people in the entire world and #2. That's twice as many as the number who read my blog, I figured the odds were pretty remote.
Less remote than I thought.
It was a guy Sylvia and I play hockey with who I'm going to call O'Butter. If you happen to see this, "Hi O'Butter!" I hope you don't mind the name. Now, O'Butter is a really nice guy who Sylvia and I both like so there are a lot worse people to stumble upon it but it left Sylvia feeling a bit, ummm, shall we say, exposed? Generally when I write here it's about stuff that our friends already know (or would find out about eventually) and that if either of my generic readers see it's not horribly embarrassing because, hell, it ain't like we're going to bump into Limpy and there's nothing Sylvia and I have done that Party Girl doesn't do by Wednesday each week. So it's all felt pretty anonymous and relatively safe.
So now I need to think about whether I want everyone at hockey to know about what Sylvia and I are up to and how badly it could embarass us. More specifically Sylvia. Since it's my blog I have the ability to write embarassing things about her and leave out mine.
Then again I've already revealed my obsession with boardgames so how much more embarassing could it get?
The answer to that coming soon.
About Me
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- Turn ons: The Buffalo Sabres and Euro-Style board games. Turn offs: Going to work
13 comments:
I so know what you mean. Who knew that BP's mom would find your blog and then through your blog find mine.
I had the same feeling about people I know reading my blog, and then I thought, who the hell am I kidding, what wouldn't I say in person that I haven't said on my blog.
Well, seeing as how it is only Monday I'm feeling pretty safe and up to speed on my life. However, I've wondered the same thing about my blog. I wonder who and if someone I know found my blog, kinda the eye-popper among other things.
Anyway...
However, I really hope you stick around. Cause I'm not afraid to say, I think you're aces. Aces, man. The King of.
Of course I had to read your blog today, based on your reaction yesterday (and Sylvia's too) when I told you I saw it.
Put "Phollower" in google and you'll see what I mean. (Your blog's the first hit listed.) And it's hilarious, too. You crack me up at work all the time.
But I doubt others at hockey would be as curious about what "phollower" means. I saw it on your jersey and wondered at work one day. I sit with a computer literally inches away, so it was that easy to look it up. Like I said, I figured it was someone from the Sabres I'd not heard of.
"O'Butter"? Where in the world did that come from? My smooth skating ability? No, that's probably not it. "o'butter" in google reveals nothing.
It could always be worse. You could have had someone at work finding your blog right after posting about your boobs.
True enough LKM! You are always a good one for putting things in perspectives. And yes, Zoe the post you had up for BP's Mom's first read rivaled the one Phollower had up the first time my Dad decided to stumble on this blog.
For O'Butter, it is great that you read and I am fine with it now that the shock has worn off. Phollower says to put your first name (the short part) in front of the O'Butter and see if it makes sense. Hopefully that does not reveal you to the puzzle cracking readers Phollower has. And no Limpy, his name isn't "Tub".
Zoe: Yeah, having your Mother-in-law find your blog was hilarious. For me.
PG: Awww, shucks. Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere. Sylvia and I were just caught a little off-guard. If O'Butter (or anyone else) doesn't like my riveting stories about game nights or "work" he'll just have to get his kicks elsewhere. But who could ever get bored with my stellar, updated twice weekly blog?
O'Butter: I still haven't figured out where you saw Phollower. I'm posititve I don't have it on any of my hockey stuff. I'm thinking you may have typed my last name into Google and found my boardgamegeek account and discovered my nom de plume that way. Either way, you're welcome to read it as often as you like. Which, if you have any sense of dignity, probably won't be for very long.
LK: I try not to post about my tits too much. Then again, it would be impossible for me to write about them too much. I'm pretty stacked.
Sylvia: His name is also not Pound or Stick.
Jesus, now I understand why you were both so surprised when I told you I saw your blog. It musta looked like I was fucking stalking you or something.
I realize now what it was: Sylvia has the jersey with the Sabres player she likes. I must have seen you in a jersey with your last name, thought that was a Sabres player, too (one I'd never heard of), and put *that* name in google (which led me to "phollower" which led me to your blog).
Or maybe I just put "stacked" and "tits" in google and stumbled across it that way. Either way, your posts are still funny as hell.
My favorite's either "Watership Downed" or "Hello?"
Anon/O'Butter: Yeah, more people find my blog by google-ing "tits" than any other method.
And if for some reason you're interested you can look back at my old posts by clicking on the months at the right of the page. If you do, I hope you like boardgames.
O'Butter - His hockey discussion board id is Phollower. I was thinking that was where you saw it. And quite honestly, you stalking us never crossed my mind. Mostly some of the stuff posted here flashed in front of my eyes. But I figure you're still talking to us, so you must not think any less of us for it. And if you choose "other" you can type a name in for yourself, rather than anonymous, if you want to.
Sylvia: You are correct; the hockey discussion board is where I saw "phollower" (not on his jersey as I originally thought, and not his real last name as I thought later).
I do remember thinking "phollower" was an interesting name, and I wondered about its derivation and meanings. (I am an English teacher, after all.) That's why I put it in google after seeing a post on the hockey website.
And once I put 2+2 together and realized who you guys were at hockey, I thought the blog was even cooler. Any couple who tells each other to "cram that shit in there" at hockey is pretty damn funny as far as I'm concerned.
Anon O'Butter: She tells me that at home too, if you know what I'm talkin' about.
You can expect plenty of that sort of comment if you visit here on a regular basis.
Which should explain my immediate shock that you (O'Butter) had read the blog. We usually pretend to be normal people while getting to know new people.
I don't know what you're talking about. I'm coming over next Tuesday.
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