One day, you wake up and you realize that you have been blogging for a long time. When that happens, there is nothing as invigorating as chatting with a new blogger, a new mommyblogger with youthful energy and that special glint in her eye. Was I once that innocent, so full of hope about the blogosphere? It is a wonderful moment like this that bring me back to when I was “green” and searching for my place in this exciting virtual world we call the internet. Once I was the student. Now I have become the teacher!
Wednesday night on Yahoo Messenger:
She: Hey, Neilochka! How’s New York?
Me: OK. Pretty good.
She: Having fun?
She: Are you hanging out with xxx-Dad and xxx-Mom now that you’re staying in New York?
Me: No. I don’t know them.
She: You don’t know xxx-Dad and xxx-Mom? Everyone knows them.
Me: I’ve seen their names. I just never read them.
She: You’ve never read them? Everyone reads them.
Me: Well, here’s one who hasn’t. Maybe I’m waiting for them to read me first.
She: Ha Ha, I think they’re too busy for that.
She: But, wow. I thought you were one of those guys.
Me: What do you mean?
She: Like you knew the big bloggers.
Me: I know some.
She: Like who?
Me: Like personally?
She: Like who’s the biggest blogger you talk with?
Me: Hmmm… sometimes I IM with Schmutzie.
She: Yeah, but she’s not THAT big.
Me: She’s very talented. But it’s all relative. What makes someone big?
She: Well, you have a 314 authority in Technorati.
Me: That’s not so big. It’s also deceptive. Every time someone posts their Interview on their blog, I get a link. It has nothing to do with my blog or my writing or me. 90% of the people who do the interview never even read any of my posts.
She: But you get the links! That’s great. I wouldn’t mind having those links.
Me: What are you going to do with those links?
She: That’s how you get on people’s blogrolls and you get even bigger.
Me: I’m looking at your blog right now. Look at your blogroll. All you have on it — are the same five blogs as everyone else. They’re never going to put you on their blogrolls. Hey, I don’t see me on YOUR blogroll.
She: I only put a select few. The ones I read every day.
Me: So, you don’t read mine every day.
She: I read it every three days.
Me: So, there you go. You’re on my blogroll. And you treat the ones who are ignoring you better than the one who isn’t.
She: You have a point there.
Me: It makes me think that if I didn’t put you on my blogroll, I would actually be MORE interesting to you.
Me: And that’s crazy.
She: I know. Did you get to see Bossy during her road trip?
Me: Huh? I don’t know Bossy.
She: You don’t know Bossy? Oh, well, it was great finally chatting with you.
Me: Yeah, it was fun. Don’t get so caught up in these things. It will drive you crazy.
She: I know. I’m too sensitive.
Me: It happens to all of us. Like today, I have this new application for Twitter that tells you when someone unfollows you. And today, I got a message that X unfollowed me.
She: Wow, and she’s big. I would be devastated.
Me: Maybe I was rambling too much on Twitter.
She: Yeah, I can definitely see that happening.