The Post That Almost Wasn’t

The Post That Almost Wasn’t

This post really makes no sense and has nothing to do with anything, but it’s a change from that annoying Nano post so I’m just hitting send already since I’ve tried to finish this about a thousand times already. Oh, and also, I’m going to San Diego this weekend to the SDSU Writers Conference! Read here why I love writers conferences. You know, so this post isn’t a total waste of time. Oh, and also this one on Top 10 Dos and Don’ts. Actually, it was just don’ts, but whatever.

Ok, on to the original post, which has been written over the past 3 weeks or so.

So I went to a website recently, and it asked me for my password, and I tried one but it was wrong. So I tried another and that was wrong too. I kept trying different ones until I got locked out.

So I hung my head in shame and finally clicked on the send me some hints link.

I straightened up in my seat, cracked my knuckles and got ready to answer my questions. I will best you, you stupid f**king password.

OK, sorry. Back to the questions.

1. What’s the name of your 1st pet? Easy peasy lemon squeezy.

On to #2.

Wait, just as a quick aside, in case you’re ever trying to hack into all my blogger and post as me or something, that’s not what the name of my 1st pet was. That’s just an awesome phrase that 5yo has picked up that we all use now. According to a Twitter friend, it originated on a UK television show (please tell me in the comments if you know of some other origin), so I guess 5yo gets up in the middle of the night and turns on the telly.

2. What’s your favorite sport?

I look at the computer skeptically and say, that’s the question I chose?? Are you sure?? I mean, I like sports! A lot of them!

To put this in terms that I would imagine my blog reading audience would understand (like the way I assume I have a blog reading audience??), what if they asked you for your favorite book??? I mean, you see what a crazy question that would be, right?? How would I possibly remember what I put it there? My answer at the time that I entered it might be completely different than it would be when I needed it!

So my favorite sport might not vary quite as much as my favorite book, but it still felt a littleโ€ฆsoft.

Another quick aside, I got distracted maybe two sentences ago by some actual work. So I just came back and picked up the story where I left off. But all of a sudden I realized I had no idea where I was going with this. So I went back to the beginning of my post to see what my point was. I mean, this must have just been a (very long) side trip on the way to some major point I was trying to make.

But no. My post begins with this story.

Soooo, I could just finish telling you the story and hope I remember what my point was, or I could just make something else up, or I could do what I sometimes do and just save this as a draft and never post it. But holy smokes if I see that stupid (N)ANnOuncement post one more time I may lose my mind. Not only is it not November anymore, it’s not even December. And pretty soon it won’t even be January! Although I suppose if I wait long enough it’ll just be November again. Hmm.

OK, ok.

Nope, still got nothing. Anyway, tell me what your favorite sport is and when I figure out mine, well, I won’t be able to tell you since then you’ll be able to get into some unnamed website.

Some other stuff happened and now it’s another whole day. If I don’t just post this, I may lose my mind. So here goes nothing. I mean really.

So tell me your favorite sport in the comments, so I can hack into all your accounts.

Oh one, more quick thought. You know, because this post wasn’t random enough. I hit preview before I published and read it through one last time (self-torture and all), and there was a little square telling me there are sometimes ads. I had to crack up at the thought that #1, someone would want to advertise on my blog, and #2 that they might get stuck with this post. If I advertised and got stuck on this post, I think I’d demand my money back. Also, what kind of targeting would they possibly have put that came up with this post?? Can you find me a crazy blog that talks about anything and everything from being lazy to being crazy to writing and hacking? Perfect! Advertise my services forโ€ฆ Oh, maybe a shrink?? Anti-depressants??

Tell me what ads you see in the comments. I don’t get to see them.

  • Seumas Gallacher
    Posted at 10:13h, 23 January Reply

    ….I think your piece here is a candidadte for ‘The Little Blog That Could…” :):) gave me a smile today, thanks, m’Lady ๐Ÿ™‚

    • Wolfson Literary
      Posted at 11:25h, 29 January Reply

      Anytime! Or really, about once every 3 monthsโ€ฆ I’ll try to do better!

  • Kaniesha
    Posted at 10:17h, 23 January Reply

    I really enjoyed reading this post. I was just clicking through my emails and saw this one at the top and clicked thinking I was going to get a story about a writer’s conference but nope! A story about trying to get into an account using hints – which I totally get because a week or so ago I was trying to get into my (recently passed) aunt’s email account and for the life of me I could NOT, I even got locked out for 12 hours – which is really annoying.
    On to your question, technically my favorite “sport” is basketball. I’ve never done archery but I love it. Is Nascar considered a sport? Because I love watching Nascar and finally, dancing seems like a sport just as any other and I don’t dance but I love it too.
    My answer would be basketball.

    Oh, last answer! I don’t see any ads. It could be because I have the adblock extension installed on Google Chrome or it could be because there aren’t any ads. But I do see a “1” on it so I’ll check.

    Checked, nope. Don’t see anything.
    Have a nice day!!

  • James Osborne
    Posted at 10:38h, 23 January Reply

    You’re really wierd sense of humor is much too much like my own! But fun!
    (Oh, saw no ads here. Sorry.)

  • Cara Allen
    Posted at 11:22h, 23 January Reply

    Let me start by saying that, despite the randomness of this entry, it got me my first laugh in what has been a stressful last few days. So thanks!

    As for my favorite sport … I want writing. Not what most people call a sport, but I’m going tosstick with it because I’m not much of a traditional sports person.

    And the ad you got was Kohls wedding wishes … wonder what algorithm was used to link this post with that ad.


    • Wolfson Literary
      Posted at 11:28h, 29 January Reply

      I’m glad you were able to laugh in the middle of stressful days. Sorry to hear about the stress and hope things have calmed down. And hey, I say if they can call curling a sport, you can call writing a sport! Have to agree with you on wondering about the algorithm that produced wedding wishes. ๐Ÿ™‚

      • Aurelia Blue
        Posted at 07:35h, 26 February Reply

        Yes, I’m late to this party, but I still stand by what I told you two years ago, curling is bad-A. Check out the movie Men With Brooms. ๐Ÿ˜‰ The only sport better is Biathlon. Although, I still choose swimming and dancing around the house to my Roy Orbison CD for my own exercise. (Yes, Roy, really. My belated called it Orbicizing ๐Ÿ™‚ )

  • kristina
    Posted at 11:35h, 23 January Reply

    I was just thinking yesterday I hadn’t seen a blog post from you recently and then, wham!, this one shows up. Also, this post confirms my suspicion that our brains work exactly the same. ๐Ÿ™‚

    • Wolfson Literary
      Posted at 11:24h, 29 January Reply

      I’m not sure whether to be happy for you or scared for you! ๐Ÿ˜‰

  • Dawn Reno Langley
    Posted at 11:48h, 23 January Reply

    I needed this post this morning. Not only did it crack me up, but it convinced me I’m not the only one who gets sidetracked and forgets what I was doing. Thanks for giving me a reason to smile ๐Ÿ™‚ (And I hope you remember what you were trying to say or do because it sucks when that happens! LOL.)

  • Dawn Reno Langley
    Posted at 11:49h, 23 January Reply

    AND while I was trying to post this, I forgot I had changed my password and went through the “this is not the right password” screen three times before I finally went to my email file and found my email (to myself) telling me the password . . . so if anyone wants to hack me, they know they need to find my email!

  • Jared
    Posted at 15:53h, 24 January Reply

    The ads were for some mental focus pills, I’m sure it has nothing to do with your post. My favorite sport is flexing in the mirror. I always get first place in the ultra light featherweight division.

    • Wolfson Literary
      Posted at 11:23h, 29 January Reply

      I agree that ad probably had nothing to do with my post. That company should definitely demand their money back. Wait, what were we talking about? How ultra light as a feather I am when I dance? Totally. That’s my favorite sport to watch on TV too. I mean, it would be if only they made a show or something out of watching people dance. Or not people. That would be so boring. Maybe heavenly bodies. Like planets or stars. WE COULD TOTALLY DANCE WITH THEM!!!!!!! Brilliant. I’m brilliant, I know. Thanks for telling me I am in the comments. I could tell you have always thought this, but I know it was truly confirmed when I crushed you during our race up the stairs this past weekend. Really, you should have won considering your legs are about eleventy billion times longer than mine. That’s really what made the whole thing so

  • Catherine at Critique My Novel
    Posted at 01:37h, 27 January Reply

    Interesting about the ads. I don’t see any either. Maybe the ad administrator actually read the post and pulled the ads off. LOL

  • knowledgemaven
    Posted at 20:43h, 29 January Reply

    …a little late to respond but alas — no ads. I too have created accounts and when presented with the security question was like, “…err…” (finger tapping).

  • Erin Ashby (@spoonflipper)
    Posted at 23:51h, 04 February Reply

    Quidditch counts, right? Barring that, I’d have to go with skee-ball.
    The ad I saw was Tom Hiddleston being charming for Jaguar, but Tom Hiddleston could go with any blog. He’s the little black dress of British actors.

  • author227pm
    Posted at 00:37h, 11 February Reply

    More random the better ๐Ÿ™‚ This was funny…. sometimes when this happens to me when I am writing I just drive to a different town, discard the chapter and start over….. or I just post it to the written diarrhea that is my blog lol. I will follow ya!

  • christryon3
    Posted at 21:11h, 11 February Reply

    For the record, I like ice skating. I LOVE your sense of humor. It IS very much like mine….weird and demented! I think most of us can relate to your experience. My husband forgot the password to one of his email accounts. Fortunately, I was able to get them to send a link to my primary email account so I could create one that we could or should I say, I could remember.

  • Shari Cross
    Posted at 14:02h, 15 March Reply

    bahahahahahaha I really needed to read something like this today! It made me laugh and also realize that I am definitely not the only person who forgets the answers to my personal questions that I choose for those websites. Though, I was idiotic enough to use, “What’s your favorite book?” for one so . . . yeah . . . that changes monthly, so no stupid website I don’t know what it was seven years ago!!! See how I blame the website and not my own inability to pick an answer that won’t change?

  • Melissa Veracruz
    Posted at 14:59h, 05 April Reply

    Easy peasy lemon squeezy! I don’t know if it’s the show you’re referring to, but I watch (and read) Charlie and Lola on Disney channel with my kids. I get an audience when I read the books to them in the audience…seems I’ve perfected their voices.

    Oh and I lock myself out all the time. Sports aren’t my thing. I don’t watch any. So if that question came up, I would never have answered it. The ad says Free For All and it’s a video, so I ain’t clicking it.

    Glad to read your random post. I’m a random personality and live moment to moment. Or as I used to tell people when I worked as a secretary, I live by Post-It. If I lost a Post-It, whatever was written on it wouldn’t happen.

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