I’ve decided to come clean. Meryl Yourish is my blogmom. And Michael Kielsky is my blogdad. Shocking, I know. They more or less knew each other before I came along, I think, but they’ve never made any kind of commitment to a long-term relationship or, for that matter, to any relationship at all (sluts). I must point out, however, that each of them knew full well that their advice and encouragement was likely to lead to the birth of a new blog. With all this talk of parental responsibility for child support, I got to thinking. What kind of linkage do I have the right to expect, nay, demand from my blogparents?
Michael’s a man. So perhaps he should get to just walk away and forget me. And he’s having serious hard drive problems, so whatever degree of support he owes me, I understand that he gets a break, at least until he gets back on his feet. But does he, I wonder, really have an incentive to get back up on line if it means he’ll be required to spend so much more effort to satisfy his support burden?
Meryl, on the other hand is, well, a woman. And she gets gazillions of hits (she taught me that word – gazillion). So by all rights she should really bear the brunt of my support here. And answer for my faux pas. And clean up my messes. And teach me how to put comments on my blog. (Do I really want comments on my blog? I don’t think so. Meryl doesn’t have comments on her blog.) If she didn’t want all of this responsibility, she could have just kept her knees together. Or ignored my emails.
On reflection, though, I really have no legitimate gripe here. After all, Meryl was right behind me when I took my first step and Michael was there when I learned my first code word (“a href=â€). Consulting my handy volume of “Blog Support in a Nutshell,†I see that the official age of blog maturity is 100 hits. Thanks to the careful nurturing of my blogparents, I passed that milestone before I even got my first site meter.
So Meryl and Michael are off the hook. But that hasn’t put a dent in the generous support I continue to receive from them both. Thanks again, guys. I’ll try to make you proud.
