Oh, Blogger, why did you jackpot me once again? Sometimes I just don't think you respect me anymore and you take me for granted. Yesterday you disappeared and took 95% of my template with you, leaving me to scrape and fend for myself. No note. No nothing. Nada.
Blogger, you're a fickle little dude. But as usual, I'll forgive you and take you back after you remind me of your free service, easy push-button publishing, recent upgrades and promises of "It'll never happen again. Honest".
I go to my room to sulk and soon begin thinking about the new guys in town. Classy Word Press just moved in down the street. He's got possibilities. And there's the sleek and polished Typepad. Everyone thinks he's mighty fine. So lookout, Blogger. There may soon be a new pair of boots under my Blog bed.
5 comments:
I like Word Press - I haven't tried Typepad. Grrr... bad Blogger! *hugs*
well, I'm still sticking with blogger. It's like an old shoe friend now. Howsever . . . there will come the day.
Happy Hump Day, Susan!
Blogger just ate my comment. *grrrr*
I'm stubbornly brand loyal, sometimes to a fault. I like to "dance with the one who brung me" as they say in the South. (Don't desert your date in the middle of the dance.) But that's all so silly when you think of it. I'm not savvy enough to set it up anywhere else by myself. And for free, when it works 95% of the time, ain't too bad. So I bitch and moan, but someday......
We're exactly the same on the "dance with the one" thingee, I think! But you're right . . . someday . . .
And I see I was wrong, it didn't eat my comments. It just took awhile to spit them back out.
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