File this post under "vain bloggerism."
A few weeks ago I posted about the insipid Angels & Airwaves song "The Adventure." Surprisingly I've gotten a lot of traffic from that post, all from people googling "I can't live, I can't breathe." As the weeks went by the google searches didn't let up, so out of vain curiosity I googled it myself—to find that my post appears in the top ten hits for that phrase (actually, top three). I must admit I get a lot of pleasure out of the idea of some fifteen year-old, fresh from swooning over this epic song on the radio, rushing to the internet to google the lyrics and find out who pierced his or her heart with a thousand darts of sincerity—and finding my post.
In my heart of hearts, I can only hope that my post opens for these people the magical world of Peter Cetera. In reality I'm sure my post is not what they're really looking for, and they probably spend all of a minute looking around here before finding another website that soothes their souls and coos in their ears. Which leads me to a personal milestone: my first hate comment!
What a retard. I'll bet u anything this jerkoff can't play anything that resembles an instrument. Think about what it takes to even make an album, let alone form a band, u shit for brains. And he tries to woo us by interlacing the "my ever brilliantly astute wife"- That doesn't even make sense Spicoli. What a loser, let me guess, she's good lookin too...
And it's the best kind of hate comment, attacking me for not making sense while simultaneously not making sense himself. (If anyone else was wooed by my references to my wife, please speak up!) But for the record, my wife is brilliant, she is always brilliant, and she is certainly astute (hence the category). So, nothing nonsensical there. And since you asked, she is good lookin, too. Please keep the hate comments coming but leave my wife out of it. Thanks!
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