Tuesday, April 11, 2006

You know

when you're in a conversation, and you say, "oh a friend of mine said/did/had happen ..." and someone - like your husband or a really good friend - says "who was that?" and you realise just how dumb you sound saying Badger, or Blackbird, or BabelBabe? but when you try to salvage your reputation from being one where people think you think you're a modern day Dr Dolittle, and really can talk to the animals, you do more damage trying to explain they're an online blogger friend without whom your day is not complete? so they think you're either one of those people who have cybersex and really do use the Internet for free crap-arse porn or are a complete nigel-no-mates loser who doesn't have any friends in real life so has to seek them out on the net. Yeah. Funny.


Blogger Suse said...

Oh god this happens to me all the time. Awful.

And last night at book group I was knitting (my pearl buck swing, onto the first sleeve now!) and I mistakenly told one person, a good friend of mine, that I am doing the jacket as part of an internet knit along. Then I had to explain what that was, all while not letting on that I have a blog. Cos god forbid anyone who KNOWS me, finds out I have a blog.

The tangled webs we weave.

4/11/2006 08:21:00 pm  
Blogger blackbird said...

oh my yes.
I have friends in Australia
I have a friend with an new baby girl
I have a friend who's just found she's cancer free
I have some quilter friends, knitter friends and a friend way off in South Africa who finally has the beautiful family she has always wanted -
oh! and a friend who collects antiques in France.


4/11/2006 08:36:00 pm  
Blogger Bec of the Ladies Lounge said...

but i don't try to explain. I just lie and transform the blogger friend into an anonymous neighbour or one of the P&C parents... which, honestly, would be lovely wouldn't it?

4/11/2006 08:49:00 pm  
Blogger Kim said...

GOD. Just make shit up. Why didn't I think of that... because Chef would be all "how do you know anyone on the p&f" or "you met our neighbours?"...

4/11/2006 09:12:00 pm  
Blogger Kim said...

and is it just me, or are the word verifications getting longer and just gratuitous???

4/11/2006 09:12:00 pm  
Blogger blackbird said...

...longer, gratuitous - and

4/11/2006 09:46:00 pm  
Blogger Joke said...

My wife has been accustomed to my rummaging around the Internet since Ye Olde Days using the CompuServe (back in 1989 or so). So she's used to my saying "this happened to X or Y."

She's not used to my saying "this happened to my friendX or Y."


4/11/2006 10:07:00 pm  
Blogger Bec of the Ladies Lounge said...

Yes - the consonants!!

I just had one over on Blackbird's blog that required a triple F midway through.

4/11/2006 10:07:00 pm  
Blogger Badger said...

If the name Badger throws you because of the animal thing, feel free to call me Trixie. It's not my name, but I've always liked it.

Or you can call me by my Roller Derby name, which is Courtney Shove.

Or you can just make some shit up. I'll never know.

4/12/2006 01:27:00 am  
Blogger julia said...

I stopped making shit up. I just say "Yeah, Joke sent me a cookbook." "Who?" "Joke. A guy in Florida. You should read his blog, honey, he's got great fashion sense." By then, he's absorbed in the golf match or hockey or some arcane plumbing issue.

But yes, I get it. I have more imaginary internet weirdo friends than I do real-life friends.

4/12/2006 03:52:00 am  
Anonymous Angie said...

I met my husband on the internet. Need I say more? lol

4/12/2006 05:33:00 am  
Blogger My float said...

Yes! I start to relate some funny story that you or Bec or Lucinda or someone else has told, and it just dies in the bum halfway through because I just can't tell a good story to save my life. Write, yes. Orate? No way.

And believe it or not, lots of people don't know what a blog is. Or maybe it's just the people I know :!

4/12/2006 07:38:00 am  
Blogger jess said...

When it gets really bad is when you have to explain that you're using your precious vacation to travel across the country to hang out with people you met online...At least with coworkers you can call them "friends," but your family wants to know which friends they are. People from college? Um, no, the internet. I'm constantly referring to incidents I read about on blogs.

(not one vowel, not one)

4/12/2006 08:40:00 am  
Blogger Kim said...

its like the work verification lab is run by Eastern Europeans.

And Joke - MY GOD - the compuserve days. I remember them. Man, so expensive. I also remember the first time I just typed "hello?" and someone typed back "hi there". Bizzaro world indeed. It was my own Jumping Jack Flash moment. The movie that is.

4/12/2006 07:43:00 pm  
Blogger BabelBabe said...

Happens constantly. People just laugh at me. I just barge ahead and defiantly say, "One of my blog buddies..." H is used to it although he's still convinced he's going to find me dead somewhere after an internet meet-up. Although - you should've seen me trying to explain to my MIL about Bethlehem in May. My SIL can go floating off to wherever for however long she pleases, with "real" friends, and no one says a word. But MY friends...because they're Internet friends - oooooh, weird! I do have flesh-and-blood local friends. I swear. Gina, tell them...

4/13/2006 04:45:00 am  
Anonymous sueeeus said...

I'm SO with you on this!

I got a vowel. Neener neener neener. yeknw

4/18/2006 05:26:00 am  

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