
That is to say, as I've perused the blog landscape lo these past few days, it has become apparent that this is "De-Lurking Week." In true Metalia fashion, I completely forgot/procrastinated about the whole "De-Lurking Week" thing until now, when the week is pretty much over. Typical. Now, I know that there are a great number of you out there who read this, but don't comment. And to that, I say, "boo." In addition, I have it on good authority that this also displeases God/Jesus/Allah/Buddah/Xenu/whomever else makes you, personally, feel guilty. I can't tell you how I know, but I'm just saying. If you don't do it for me, at least do it to please your respective deity.
Anyway, in the spirit of the week, I'd love to hear from you all. You could, of course, just say "hey," but I'd like to make it a bit more interesting. To that end, I'm opening the floor to questions. They can be about anything; me, random crap, pretty shoes, why your radiator is making that weird sound, why he didn't call you back even though the date was awesome...pretty much anything except for politics. (Talking about politics makes me twitch.) Oh, and my bank account information. Not anymore; you've burned me one time too many, Central Bank of Nigeria.
So, fire away with the questions. If they're short things, I'll do a Q&A post, in the manner of those done by Nabbalicious, Darren, and Red. If someone asks me something particularly interesting/thought-provoking, it'll likely end up the subject of a future post.
I realize that this is sort of a cop-out post, since I'm really asking you all to do the work, so here is my contribution for the day: Has anyone else tried the new Cinnamon Dolce Latte at Starbucks? Sweet lord, those are good.
Okay, your turn.






25 comments:
So, where was your last overseas trip?
I probably don't lurk enough, but I'll go ahead and throw a Q your way.
If you could live anywhere in the world (money, work, family, citizenship, etc. notwithstanding), where would you choose?
How much is too much blogging? I mean, does daily blogging mean you might have a problem?
Why do you keep leaving your wet towel on my bed?
NOT FUNNY, J! I told you, I have a very real problem. It's shower-induced towel amnesia. I'm pretty sure that it's recognized by the medical community. (Just ask Dr. Spaceman!) xoxo, M
I don't think I qualify as a lurker, but HI! Your "De-lurk week" explanation is the most amusing one I've read thus far. Also, you've been busy this week! And I've been absent. You've left me much to read. :-) I'll catch up soon. (I'll also try to think of some good questions for you.)
I don't think I am a lurker, since this is actually the first time I've read your blog...But hi, anyway!
I have a question:
How awesome are you for linking to me on your blogroll?
Very Awesome, or Super Awesome?
I'm such a lurker! I lurk all the time, but great blog..
Are lurking and stalking the same thing? Because my parole officer clearly told me not to do one of them. And the judge.
Not much of a lurker, but I'll play along.
1. Yum, on the new latte.
2. Without giving exact location, because the stalkers will want to steal your son and eat his cheeks, but do you still live in NJ? Or are you a NY suburbs girl these days?
OH and
3. How did you meet J? If you have already mentioned and I'm too much of a space cadet to have noticed it, just ignore this last one.
I visit, but I have commented...
Ok, first of all, were it not for Delurking week, I would have never found you and that would be so sad, because then I would have never heard the term "Mongerie" and how could I have lived the rest of my life without having heard that?
I'm pretty sure that I couldn't have.
I am not a big fan of Starbucks, actually but was glad to see they had brought back the Cinnamon Dolce because I DO like that. Yum.
How do you pronounce "Metalia"?
Does it bother you that I sometimes put my punctuation marks OUTSIDE my quotations?
If I stuck my finger up my nose, would you lick it? (My finger, not my nose.)
Gross. That was a gross question.
Why did I come up with that question?
How cinnamon-y is the cinnamon dolce latte? (The answer I am looking for is: not very. But I would like you to be honest. Thanks.)
How does it feel to be a blog superstar (pronounced: supastar) what with Y linking to you on her blog and all.
I've never read your blog before so, technically, I suppose I'm not a lurker. Of you.
I came over from 'Joy Unexpected' because of the 'mongerie'.
Sheer brilliance.
I have no questions.
(Just pointless, annoying comments.)
Hmmm.
Pancakes or waffles?
Red or white wine?
Manhattan or Paris?
Bourbon or vodka?
Ummm...what does Metalia mean? Or is that your name? This is a serious question, so NO laughing!
Also, I second Guinness Girl's question: Red or White wine??
That I really would like to know.
Hello Cousin,
I have to admit that I have been reading your blog since family Hanukkah, and slowly but surely have been singing your blogging praise to my friends. You my dear are overwhelmingly funny to begin with, and it translates in your writing. Give that sweet child (Toopweets is it?) a kiss for me, and J a firm hand shake for me (I’m still a bit bitter about Hanukkah and him ratting me out to my mother, just kidding).
By the way it’s the cousin with the slight obsession with “sweet baby jesus”
Est told me to post this as my question.
Can I borrow a maternity outfit for a wedding I have coming up in February?
Thanks :)
PS- maybe you are secret soulmates with my husband. He ALSO leaves his wet towel on the bed, and... sometimes uses MY towel and toothbrush!! Do you do that too?
Do you check your stat counter a lot? Could you tell I was in a foreign country reading your blog?
I missed the week, so I'm doing De-Lurking Month for the rest of January :P
Q: If you weren't already Queen of the Negaverse, what would you want to be the ruler of?
I'm delurking (even though it's late and I really don't lurk that much becuase I normally comment when I visit and I don't do that ofter enough becuase you always make me laugh when I stop by and then I forget to do it and anyway...)
Happy delurking week!
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