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Hey everybody, Happy Friday.

As we move ever closer to completing a full year of Comma mayhem I realize that I am changing.

No, I’m not referring to my monthly lycanthropic transformation but rather something more insidious.

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When I first started this fine exercise in creative drivel, I launched into every piece as if it were a humor column, dry, impersonal and self-contained. But in the months that followed I came to realize something:

It was a lot of work.

And worse, it was lonely.

Fortunately for me, due to an overburdened mental health system, the internet is filled with precisely the kind of people who not only read my scribblings, but seem to enjoy it.

Due to their continually entertaining feedback, I have come to enjoy the whole commenting exchange just as much as writing a really good post. And since comments occur on this site with far greater frequency than really good posts, that’s probably a good thing.

Anyway, the deal is this: slowly but surely I am becoming less of an author and more of a blogger. I am less interested in what I have to say than in making fun of what you say your ideas
In fact, the next post (in about 8 hours) is based on a really funny comment by Chris Not-C on my last humor piece. I thought his idea was great for a lot of reasons, not the least of which is that I didn’t have to come up with it.

So this is what I want for my blog-birthday, more interaction.

I want real questions for Ask Doctor Toboggans. I wouldn’t mind doing an Ask the Author bit if there was sufficient interest. I want to know what to do with all these high school portraits. I want to know your crazy suggestions for just about anything. I want a pony.

If you want to interview me for your blog, my fees are reasonable.1

Also, if you haven’t done so already, be sure to subscribe to the Comma by RSS or Email. And if you’re proud of what we’ve done here display the Comma proudly on your blogroll.

I hope that everyone has a great weekend. Be sure to congratulate Chris on his great idea.

Brent

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Oh yeah, if your ideas don’t seem to work as a comment, you can always contact me by email.

But no canned-meat marketing please, I’m not buying anything right now.

  1. Brownies are the standard unit of exchange for a session of questioning.