people, man. wtf. « Letters from Grenada

people, man. wtf.

Yesterday I had to block someone on Flickr. Flickr!

This random dude – who, apparently, first discovered my photo stream when he Googled “Rasta dumptruck” – was commenting on nearly every photo I posted. Which wouldn’t have bugged me if the comments had had any real content, but they were all something to the effect of “nice 1″. That’s what the “add to favorites” button is for, buddy.

I had made up my mind to just ignore him. Because I figured he was a moron, but a harmless moron. But then he sent me a message, asking me if I’ve got any more photos of myself because he’s “fixin’ to make them wallpaper” on his cell phone? I ignored that too, but decided he only had one more strike. The next comment he left was on a photo of a tree, and it was a line from a recent and entirely unrelated blog post, followed by “grow, tree. grow!”

No. Blocked. Blocked so hard I wish I could block him twice.

Also.

Last week my faith in humanity got a huge steroid shot in the ass, when I wrote a heartfelt, tearjerker of a post about my mom that quickly because the most popular thing I’d ever done on Tumblr.

Then last night, right before I went to bed, inspired by I-have-no-idea-what, I made my first ever Courage Wolf.

And, yeah. It has been reblogged more than a hundred times, and is now by far the most popular thing I’ve ever posted on Tumblr.

Sigh.

FINE.

Since so many people have seen it I’d like to explain that when I said “JOIN TUMBLR – NEVER WATCH TV AGAIN”, I did not mean that Tumblr takes up so much of my time that I don’t get around to TV. I meant that with all the wonderful liveblogging of, for example, the opening ceremony of the Olympics, I don’t need TV.

It’s kind of like “watching” a baseball game by listening to the radio, except I can “listen” to a whole bunch of channels simultaneously. It’s one of the main reasons I adore Tumblr. ADORE I SAY.