We are sad clowns

I’m getting a little po’d on the negative blog comments lately. 2 and I lovingly labor, day in and day out, to bring you interesting, funny, ironic, silly kvetches all to add just a little bit more joy to your day. And what do we ask in return… nothing. A little comment here or there to tell us you think we’re funny or cute, that’s it. You know, we work hard, we have jobs and lives and homes and spouses and friends and dogs and we are busy. And sometimes we can’t think of funny things to say. It’s not that easy you know. And sometimes we feel blue, and when we are down, we’re not really trying to make the rest of you happy, we want you to be cranky too. And sometimes we feel great, and can’t come up with complainy things to say – it’s not often, but it happens. And what do you think we get paid for all this effort we put into our blog… that’s right nothing. None of you have clicked on our sad little google ad and you know it. And if you think you can do better, why not submit a guest-article – we’ve asked on more than one occasion, and you refuse to offer your creativity and humor. So all of you who take issue with the level of funny of our stories can suck it. As long as 2 and I are entertained, then we’re satisfied.

P.S. Hope this rant didn’t piss off like the 2 readers/commentors we have – meant no offense – love you guys.

P.P.S. To our new Vegas friend, ignore the above, you are awesome, and we like you.

P.P.P.S. We don’t know what P.S. stands for.

P.P.P.P.S. I’m doing yoga tonight for the first time, I guarantee I’ll hate it, so there will likely be a good old classic complainy kvetch tomorrow.