On Friday afternoon, September 20th, 2013, I reblogged a post. I don’t know how or why, but I know I reblogged because I got an email (and a tweet) telling me I had. So did you. Surprise! Except I hadn’t done any such thing, not intentionally.
What I did was get a whatchamacallit, a smartphone — there’s a misnomer for you. Let’s be honest, putting a smartphone in my hands is just courting disaster. I have no business owning or operating such an unstable, unpredictable device. I’m not licensed or certified or in any way qualified. I have, in fact, no clue what’s going to set it off. But something does, something invisible and unworldly.*
WordPress bears some responsibility in this, too. They gave me a blog and access to buttons. Buttons that do stuff, like Publish and Delete and Reply and, apparently, Reblog. Are they nuts? The Like button, that one’s harmless. Now they’ll probably haul me in for questioning, review my blogging credentials, possibly yank my library card. Can you blame them?
Yesterday’s reblog was the first of what could be many curious and perplexing communications from me. Ignore them. They will go away. The expected time frame for learning the ropes of a modern smartphone is happily measured in days, rather than months. Be of good cheer.
In the meantime, please accept my sincere apologies, dear reader, for barging in on your weekend with my butterfingered shenanigans. We now return you to your regularly scheduled blogging.
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*Do you think maybe it’s payback? Ju ju? Bad karma from the post about nuns? That’s the one I’m said to have reblogged, nunspotting. Uh-oh. Quick, how do I unblog? Anyone? Hello? Hello-o-o-o-o? This is not good.