I suppose by the time most of you read this last night’s event will be splashed all over the Internets. So be it. This post is not dedicated to blogging about Blogfests or bloggers. It is dedicated to you: my readers. Follows is an excerpt of what I said last night during my speech at the Brooklyn Blogfest III:
Another characteristic of blogs I enjoy is interactivity. This is something not to be found in conventional media. As the proprietress of a New York Shitty I am not merely putting something out in the world for people to read. My blog is not a monologue; it is a dialog with my readership. I cannot overemphasize how much I value the contributions my readers have made to New York Shitty, not just in the way of comments but also in terms of content and tips. In this respect, New York Shitty is very much a collaborative effort. Some of my favorite posts have come as a result of their efforts and I would be sorely remiss if I were not to give them thanks here and now. Thanks guys (and gals). Keep the dead rat stories coming. Those are my favorites.
The previous rhetoric may seem like a lengthy platitude but I assure you it is not. When a picture of a rat with a Heineken bottle cap perched atop its head accompanies my first cup of morning coffee I know it will be a good day. The same goes for reading a personal testimonial about finding a dead rat stuffed into the change slot of a Metrocard dispenser at the Bedford Avenue stop of the L. Either of the previous may not be the normal person’s idea of how to start his/her day but I think it has been established all too well that I am not “normal”.
I get other gifts. This week someone sent me a jpg of her cat posing next to a mouse (or baby rat— hard to tell) it had just slayed. And last night, dear readers, I received this from the proprietress of Brooklynometry.
Having read about my despondency regarding parting with Chopper, she was kind enough to give me a replacement. In a handy baggie no less! Little did she know that I had already secured another “plate” that is just itching to be put to good use. Now I have two. That means double the trouble!