Do you ever psych yourself up in preparation for the worst and then find yourself ever-so-slightly disappointed when "the worst" doesn't happen?
It was more than a month ago that, inspired by Kady's post, I disabled word verification on Hobo Siren (I actually didn't even know I had it on). Thus you're all free to comment at-will without having to decipher some ridiculous, illegible, accidentally crude letter-puzzle.
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Do yourself a favor and google-image search "worst word verification"
This mode of verification exists to discourage spam-bots from commenting on blogs. When I disabled verification I thought oh man this is gonna be a spam-storm!
Except I have not received one spam comment. (I kind of got my hopes up that this one comment was spam but it turns out it was just from a sincere admirer who was referred to my blog by another reader.)
Except I have not received one spam comment. (I kind of got my hopes up that this one comment was spam but it turns out it was just from a sincere admirer who was referred to my blog by another reader.)
Two weekends ago Kady, B and I went to this dive-y karaoke bar in Northeast Minneapolis. We got carded at the door and the giant, greasy bouncer said to me, "Damn girl I got a thing for redheads. They're my kryptonite. I can't help myself." To which I responded as I normally do when assaulted with the fetishization of my adopted hair-color: "It's fake. My natural color is salt-n-pepper."
"It don't matter," he said. "I can't help myself. Girl, I'm gonna be hittin' on you all night."
Great I thought to myself, I'm going to have a skeezy bouncer in my face all night. And I prepared myself for battle.
Except he didn't hit on me all night. He didn't even hit on me part of the night. I kept waiting for the onslaught of skeez but it never came and I found myself asking, "What's wrong with me? Why doesn't anyone wanna spam my blog?"
"It don't matter," he said. "I can't help myself. Girl, I'm gonna be hittin' on you all night."
Great I thought to myself, I'm going to have a skeezy bouncer in my face all night. And I prepared myself for battle.
Except he didn't hit on me all night. He didn't even hit on me part of the night. I kept waiting for the onslaught of skeez but it never came and I found myself asking, "What's wrong with me? Why doesn't anyone wanna spam my blog?"
Word verification is the worst, and why are the letters so fuzzy? If I don't get it the first time I give up. And I've still seen blogs with word verification get spammed by real people who just type "pinisses," so what's the point?
ReplyDeletethe W.V. never really bothered me. I always assumed it didn't really work because I always thought I typed the wrong words and it didn't reject me. What were you hoping for??? Yeah, the bouncer ignoring you after that comment would have bothered me too. Take it as a compliment. He knew you were out of his league.
ReplyDelete...But he did say that they're his kryptonite, so doesn't that mean he needs to avoid you? :)
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