Tease Me on Tuesday

Well, if you're going to muzzle me on Monday... why not just go 'na-na-naNA-na' on Tuesday?
(There will not be a 'Whip Me on Wednesday", so don't get your hopes up, Church Ladies)


Not gonna happen.


I see the whole censorship issue that came up yesterday really got some people's blood up.  The voices favoring "leave her alone" were the most numerous, passionate and in the end -well reasoned.  So I will.

But it does leave me Memeless on Monday.  And what wannabe god worth his salt-of-the-earth would leave himself without a way to propagate his gospeil, know what I meme?

So if all the blabbering know-it-alls I mean, intelligent and thoughtful readers who have kindly commented earlier now have meme ideas that would work here, I'd love to hear 'em. 

Note to wife: "Why don't you show me a miracle and take the garbage out once in a while?" is NOT a meme.  And I told you I'm busy.  I cannot believe you'd embarrass me here like that.

To all non-nagging NAG's: I'm tossing a few ideas around myself, but none really POP.

Molest Me on Monday? -this is not a priest blog.  And virtual molesting?  Meh, I don't feel it.
Taunt Me on Tuesday? -too negative.  Plus it's a 15 yard penalty if the ref sees it.
Watch Me on Wednesday? -dressing?  Not until I lose weight and can get back into my Borat thong.
Thank Me on Thursday? -this would be strong ...if I Were God  ...or if I did anything...
Friend Me on Friday? -this 'aint Facebook, so no
Shank Me on Saturday? -this 'aint no prison bog neither, so no
Shave Me on Sunday? -if you lie back and think about, some real interesting possibilities might open.

Alright people.  So whadaya got?

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Muzzle Me on Monday

Last Monday I participated in a meme called "Meet Me On Monday", which regular readers here have seen now and again.  I got a little bored with the questions (you can see the last one a few posts below) and for a meme offering "Meet Me" I didn't think that questions like "What's your favorite vegetable?" really allowed you to 'meet' anyone.

As most of you know, improving the world one dictum at a time is my calling.  So I left a comment there in the field marked "I love, love, love comments!! Thank you for taking the time and for making my day!! I read every single one and if you ask a question please be sure that I will get back to you as soon as I can!"

I received such a dramatic and outraged reply I felt compelled to reread what I had written.  I clicked over to the scene of the crime to find it GONE.  It was like a CIA clean-up team had rappelled in and erased all evidence of a hit; there was no trace of bodies nor blood.  Not even a chalk outline to commemorate where a brave young comment once stood his ground to be heard -and was cut down for it in the prime of life. (Not unlike Crispus Attucks, the first man shot dead by the redcoats in the Boston Massacre!)



CRITICIZE THE CROWN'S MEME, WILL YOU?!

So the best I can do is paraphrase that brave young comment, as closely as I remember him:

I wish the questions weren't always so bland.  I don't feel like I've really met anybody.  Maybe try (some underwear query I can't recall, maybe "Ever go commando?")



Also I see your button has three women on it but no men.  Are men not welcome here?  I'm starting to feel like an unwanted little boy.  Unless of course that button were on my shirt, in which case there'd be three woman on me which would be just fine.

This is apparently the commental equivalent of the Boston Tea Party.  How could the crown not respond?

Three days later a comment shows up on my Meet Me post (still available in all its un-censored glory below)

Java said...

If you feel my questions are too bland then please do not play and please do not leave any more inappropriate comments like you did. My blog is not run like that and I do not appreciate it. I will delete them and/or your linky entries if you continue to do so. I have gotten lots of complaints about you and your comments so please refrain and keep them to yourself and your blog...not mine.



Who helped you write that comment?
Was it, I don't know... SATAN?



Did I let this go unanswered?  Not on your life.

I sent her a private email, so there'd be no public pressure,

and to give her a chance to redeem herself.

I was a bit surprised to get such an unpleasant comment from you on my 'Monday' post. You brought up a few different issues and I will try to address them.

I honestly think the questions aren't deep enough to give any real insight into the fellow bloggers who participate. (the stated goal of the meme in the first place) I used 'bland' originally -a pretty mild criticism intendended to make the meme better. I didn't realize that in your community other opinions and different personalities were NOT welcome.

One of the unhappy people, Doylene, left a comment on my blog letting me know how she felt. I did NOT tell her she was unwelcome in the future, nor did I delete or edit her comment. This is America. I don't censor.

When I came back to the "Meet Me" to re-read the comment I left that set this whole thing off it was gone. I read all the others to see the 'many complaints' you said you got about me. I could find none. Did you purge them all? Do you decide whose voice gets heard?

As far as what you called 'inappropriate comment' I guess you're referring to the button joke about there being only women on it? If you read the comments on my own site you'll see some visited because they appreciated the joke and took it in the spirit in which it was intended.

At the end of the day it's still your site. You can choose to bully me off your site if you like -because I had the nerve to suggest an improvement. Is that really who you are? Is this really the Java I've met?

Me

ps- I sent this privately on your 'contact me' so you would not feel publically challenged or chastised by me. I am not trying to be mean or bully you. For me this is a serious conversation between adults.

So she got privately challenged instead.  I knew suggesting she was a bully would compel a reply.

And any god (false or not) worth his salt is all about compelling.  (Check your Bible, it a compilation of compelling.)

Anywho, it only took a day for Java to answer.

Thank you for taking the time to get back to me.  Sometimes its hard to express oneself in words and how another interprets them.

I have deleted all comments related to the complaints from your comments....yours included.  I just did it last night so if you don't see any its because I deleted them.
The world is full of many different walks of life and it is really hard to please everyone.  I myself thought your comments could have easily offended some people and yes I did have several send me private messages regarding them.  I know you probably meant nothing but humor when you posted them but you have to remember that not everyone gets each other's humor.

One of the reasons Meet Me On Monday is so popular is because of the simplicity.  I never post questions that take a lot of time and effort.  I get lots of feedback regarding the questions and most are glad that I make it "easy" for them.  Posting a question regarding someone's underwear is just not something I would do.  My blog is a family blog and while yours may or may not be makes the difference between what is appropriate and what isn't.  It is also listed in the rules that you have to link the url of your post and not your whole blog which you have been doing and it makes a lot of extra work for myself to go in and fix it.  You are not the only one but I am slowing getting everyone to correct the way they link up.

I tried to send you a private message but no where on your blog could I find an email address.
I don't appreciate you saying that I'm bullying you off of my site.  You mentioned bully twice in your email and I don't know what you are suggesting.

I don't come to your blog and make appropriate or inappropriate suggestions on what you post.  Your blog is your blog as mine is mine and we need to respect each others content and what should and shouldn't be commented or suggested.

I hope you have a great weekend.

Java

Telling me not to 'play' again if I don't love her questions and threatening to kick me off (via deletion) if I have a differing opinion or suggestion qualifies as bullying in my book.  I think she's trying to build a church lady club but doesn't want to admit it.  She again failed to address the 'why no men?' question which I'd asked her once before.

 

My wife thinks I have tortured the poor woman enough and should leave her blog free of my ungodly taint.

(For the record, I don't think my taint is so ungodly.  I maintain it with the utmost cleanliness, which as we all know is allegedly next to godliness.  Allegedly.)  So, what to do from here?

I'd like to gather the opinions of the faithful.  Let me know...

Should I leave this Java and her meme alone?

Should I rattle her cage again and say censorship IS bullying, AND unAmerican?

Should I start a new meme with cool, relevant and riot-sparking questions of my own?

Should I stop scrubbing my taint so much, at least until the swelling goes down?

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He sees all; disappoint Him not.

 

God on a Bender

1/2 YEAR BLOGAVERSARY

Yes, it's been six months since my first post.  After 99 posts (I just counted, kinda eerie -this will be #100), I can look back with satisfaction at exactly 7300 pageviews (weirdly round number again.  I swear I'm not making anything up) from 83 countries.  The newest?  Nepal clicked by yesterday.  Finally.  (Did they bring me monkeybrain stew for the party, like in Temple of Doom?  No.  They claimed they didn't know.  Meh)

Know how I'm celebrating this landmark?  Passover was this week. 
My wife is Jewish.  I'll be at my mother-in-law's.

All because I'm not actually god.  Damnit.  But motherfucker, if I was...

Not sure why we're here...but WE'RE U2 !!

                GOD ON A BENDER

First I'd have U2 rock out at my rave

and in return, give Bono Africa to save

the beer would flow and champagne would pop

and once it started I might not know when to stop

I might swing by Mexico to pick up some sexy senoritas

and use the Gulf to mix up some frozen margaritas

and as long as my mind was fixed on dirty doin's



I've been praying for this day



I'd entice Angelina and Beyonce, and leave them both in ruins

in Pakistan I'd scream "So help Me, Me.  You'll learn!"

and rain lightning on Al Queda just to watch 'em burn

then a quick stop in north Africa to check up on a hater

dancing through Libya, leaving a Qaddafi-shaped crater

but after a night like that would come a terrible morning

not quite ready to see the wreckage where I'd be touring

I'd have a god-sized headache when I finally left my bed

Not so fast, Angie.  I call dibs!

I'd have to scoop up Iceland and wrap it on my head



I might notice smoke from Jersey where I'd smote some Snookies

And see the Red Sea was now green where I'd tossed my cookies

There might be snow drifts in Cuba, where on a bet I'd left a blizzard

The Black Sea might be green, where I'd drained my lizzard

Regret would hit Me hard and I'd decide right then

"I swear to Me, the party's over now and I'll never drink again"

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My half-birthday, on Thursday

In two days, on April 21, If I Were God... will be six months old.

This calls for a celebration; a party even!  And you're all invited.  What should you bring? 

I dunno.  What does one give for a half birthday?

Not a homemade cake - it would be half baked

Not birthday sex - it would be half faked

Not a new body - it would be half assed

Not a new flag - it would be at half mast

Not new love - it would be half hearted

Not a new haircut - it would be half parted

Not a midget bride - she'd be a half wife

Not a radiated rabbit - he'd have a half life

Not a refurbished laptop - it would only be half fixed

Not an instant margarita - it would only be half mixed

Not a new drinking buddy - who's already half in the bag

Not his drunk dog either - who can only half wag

I guess not a new anything - if it would be half crappy

I guess on a half birthday, you can only be half happy

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Meet Me on Monday

1.  Caesar Salad or Garden Salad?
     Caesar of course; the emperor of salads.
2.  Will you be watching the Royal Wedding on April 29th?
     Meh, I have an important nap scheduled for that day.
3.  Last thing you spent lots of money on?
     A new car to carry my new daughter.
4.  Window seat or aisle seat?
     Depends; am on on a plane or at a wedding?
      (either way I expect peanuts and free soda)
5.  Do you know your blood type?
      It's the cowardly type; I get cut or scraped and it runs.

I wish the questions for this meme (run by Java over at nevergrowingold.) weren't always so bland.  I have an idea or two that would get people talking so you'd really feel you'd met somebody. 
I just hit one the other day;
Would we be better off if women ran the world?