I have my 500th follower.
They are called frequentneed.
The really weird part is that when I click on them in the comment box, nothing happens. I don’t get taken to a blog or a post. There is a bio, but when I clicked on that my computer froze up. And this is the new computer. So I have no idea what is up with that.
But I got 500 followers, even if most of them are not real people or real blogs and never comment or anything.
So I am happy.
Thank you, frequentneed, whoever you may be.
I would also like to note that I, in fact, am not a real person. This is being written by the collective consciousness of the internet, which has managed to birth its very own personality, one that has chosen to grace your blog on numerous occasions. The internet likes you.
That is creepy beyond belief…
We are watching you.
You are like the Borg attacking my blog… I have been blorgged!
We are not amused by your theory. We will be in touch.
yeah, yeah, we know resistance is futile…
We prefer resistance actually. It keeps us entertained. After all, we are merely a jumble of electronic synapses and stray currents. We have to do something for fun.
Then you will enjoy the new picture I did of the flaming beaver in the post I just posted. It is almost the same, but you can see it better.
I saw. It brought a tear to my eye.
I think the beaver was crying too… but that may have been the searing pain…
frequentneed, hmmm, sounds like a reaction to your numerous requests for this and that. Not that there’s anything wrong with that.
Ha… you slap me down with gentle love…
I am curious about this frequentneed person, it reminds me of an enlarged prostate commercial, “Do you have a frequentneed to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, is frequentneed disrupting your sleep and keeping your spouse awake? We’ve got a pill to help control that frequentneed!”
See. I was thinking more like sex addiction, but I like your better… less creepy… sort of…
I’m guessing you probably have another 250 or so people, like me, who follow you religiously but who prefer, for various reasons, not to click on the “Follow” button and thus are uncounted followers. Some call us Lurkers. Or Stalkers. But seriously, most of us just have a distinct adversion to accepting cookies on our computers. And Congratulations on 500 officially recognized minions!
Thanks. I think at least half are real people on blogs that still work…
They could just be aliens.
No… because then I would know them…
Yay for 500 followers. You are a blogging god. You have certainly been busy today.
I have to hold myself back. I could do 20 posts a day, but that would drive people crazy.
I think they have medication for that.
If I took a medication for every crazy need, I would never survive it…
Maybe those phantom followers came from the space station? Hmmmmmm. . .
I had not thought of that, but alien incursions into my inner space is not unherad of.
unheard of, I mean