It seemed that the arrival of face book would sound the death knell for bloggers, face book being an easy way to communicate between persons with minimal brain power and pictures far more interesting to dumb heads than to have to figure out what the blogger had to divulge to his or her readers, as one Canadian female blogger suggested some time back ,"Face book is like masturbating without the mess",.Plus over the years of its existence a source of a great deal of criminal activity.
Trying to get people to pause momentarily and indicate they have read your post and occasionally actually writing a comment of more than a one liner is becoming a thing of the past, however the picture chasing brigade are still visiting my blog according to Google and Adsense, my three figure payment arriving every Quarter suggests there is more interest in gazing at the glossy ads which adorn my posts. however as long as the info going out is read and and is found to be useful or entertaining in same form or other, I shall continue to 'CARRY ON Blogging until exhaustion claims me. Oh by the way those few followers who find time to stop and chat;'Thank You".
Here is the secret of inspiration.Tell yourself that a multitude of people not too intelligent and certainly no more than the rest of us, have mastered problems as difficult as those that now baffle you. Vest... Back soon.
BTW: Facebook chief Mark Zuckerberg set a new record for corporate compensation in 2012 with a package worth more than U/S $2.3 Billion. Zuckerberg also Zucked up from facebook followers a salary of U/S $ 503,000 and a bonus U/S $266,000. let us hope the poor creature doesn't waste it on riotous living..
SUNDAY OCT 27.
Since posting on the 25th Oct 48 hours ago although weekend callers are fewer than those those who would in most cases use their employers facilities during working hours, it is surprising to have 63 callers to this post, ADVERT readers in the main. yet during the same period I have put 17 comments on other persons blogs in order for them to feel wanted in some form or another.
Came over ill last night, thought it was flu but since have decided I was bitten by a spider while working in the garden, a spider less virulent to that of a red back or a death dealing female funnel web spider. I still feel under the weather but plodding on..... Vest
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