MIA?

I know what you’re asking yourself: you’re sitting there (or standing, or lying, prone or supine as the case may be although it’s not easy to read a computer screen that way but whatever) wondering where I’ve been for the past day or so.

Here.

And what have I been doing? Over the past four days, 1000 posts on Twitter and over 300 DMs there between raincoaster and FearlessCity accounts. Something like two dozen blog comments, one Facebook event created, 265 Facebook invitations issued, four or five chat conversations. And today alone, 26 blog posts not counting this one.

And what have I been doing that for?

To connect these:

Phones for Fearless

With these:

Fearless joy

Go. Read. Donate. Don’t make me come over there!

Just what, exactly, we think of you

Oft have I been asked of the perspective of the blogger vs the civilian. And, frankly, YES, you have just as much to fear from us as you’ve always worried.

Married To The Sea

Leslie Harpold sez Merry Zombie Christmas!

advent to ascent

So there it was.

White. Bright. Practically dewy with freshness, dated Monday, December 8 2008 (I quadruple-checked the year)(which the literal-minded will note was not even technically the case in my time zone when I encountered it) sitting there on my monitor for all the world as if it were a regular article waiting patiently to be read, with a perky, amusing author bio in the sidebar looking as normal as all get out.

TMN Contributing Writer Leslie Harpold is a writer and designer with a long list of publications she’s marred with her work. She is working on a novel and dreams alternately of an über urban or ultra rural future, as she is not one to do things by halves. After misspending her 20s in New York City, Leslie now lives in Grosse Pointe, Mich. She makes pie crust from scratch.

Only, it wasn’t.

Normal.

Leslie Harpold, you see, has been dead for exactly two years today. [thanks to Wendie for the correction; I had it at one year. Freakouts are so fresh!] I remember her death particularly, because for several years friends had been telling me how much I, the Christmas nut, would love her annual online Advent Calendar. Which I’m sure I would have, only by the time I finally clicked around to it December 14th of 2006, it was frozen at the 7th. Which date it has been frozen on ever since, because December 7th was the last full day she was alive. She was found by friends several days after her death, in part because of curiosity generated by the failure to update her famous Advent Calendar.

So, naturally, the appearance of a brand-new and highly chipper-sounding article by the aforesaid deceased, most particularly exactly two years after her death and seasonal at that, rather freaked me out.

Mind you, it’s not the first time someone has blogged from beyond the grave.

I just wish they could manage it without:

  1. freaking me out
  2. making me feel even guiltier about my work ethic.

Threat of the Century

Married To The Sea

Dead Fairy Whoring 101

If you think that title is far-fetched, you should see some of the streetwalkers around here. Oft, and truly, has it been said, Holy Jeebus, that raincoaster can whore it out like nobody’s business! And oft am I questioned on the results thereof. And, truly, answering is good for hits so here we go again! Cat and Bunk, over in the popular Mummified Fairy Remains thread, were wondering:

  1. Posted December 7, 2008 at 8:45 pm | Permalink (Edit)

    I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone whore a post out this much. I am impressed!

  1. Posted December 7, 2008 at 10:25 pm | Permalink (Edit)

    rain– How ’bout an update on the stats for this whored out post? Maybe a screenshot of the graph? I’m willing to interpret it for Metro.

Those were actually comments number 1297 and 1298, respectively, but I’m too lazy to edit the code. Anyway, their wish is my command, so here are the stats with bonus graph for the Mummified Fairy Remains post.

Months and Years

J F M A M J J A S O N D Tot
07 717 1,537 945 3,212 3,543 3,309 5,047 3,145 5,432 26,887
08 8,962 6,641 4,548 4,638 6,998 4,228 5,063 4,516 3,223 6,569 3,703 1,293 60,382

Average per Day

J F M A M J J A S O N D Tot
07 24 50 32 104 114 110 163 105 175 98
08 289 229 147 155 226 141 163 146 107 212 123 186 177

and the graph, unfortunately, will have to wait till I figure out how to save it to a place I can use it on this machine. It’s so advanced I can hardly use the damn thing!