27 November 2007

Blogger Goodbyes

NO, NOT ME. I'm saying goodbye to my socially experimenting, which should also be heralded as "Meme until every last reader is sick of your quizzes."

Soooo, I've been busy as have we all....

Mr. Coffee embarked on a convivial hunting trip just up north of us with a friend and my father in law. The other guys bow hunt while Mr. Coffee tromps around with them in the woods for camaraderie's sake. If they bag an elk, all the better for them. The guys left the day after Thanksgiving and arrived back in town three days later with most of their nether regions frozen...and no dead carcass.

Nobody in the Coffee house is big on venison or elk meat although my father in law insists that the meat shouldn't be gamey tasting if you can cool the meat down fast enough after you kill it. That's like saying I'd like black pudding if it wasn't for the pigs liver and the blood.

~shudders~

Isn't that just all you needed to know? Anyway, the thought of killing Bambi's dad would be too much to bear.

While Mr. Coffee was trolloping through the woods in 20 degree weather, I decided to tackle the house. The kids and I baked, cleaned, and cleared out the last of stray moving boxes stuffed in closets and storage spaces. When it comes to stuff, I'm a thrower and Mr. Coffee is a semi-hoarder. Minimal is phenomenally easier to clean.

In sadder news, I'm officially saying an internet goodbye to my friend, Doozer, who after blogging for a bit longer than I have (think nearly 4 years) has plausibly given me more laughs than anyone online. She is a great friend, on and off the blogosphere, loyal, smart and straight up honest.

The word is out she is closing up shop due to the Dooce factor and/or people she knows who can't manage to mind their own beeswax. I wish it wasn't so but some people have no life and need to stalk, apparently. Save your comments, I know that the internet is public and free to access. There is also a thing called internet stalking laws. I know you can get fired, you can be anonymous, you can be lurked upon by losers. It happens in rare cases, but I also know that with her closing her blog those people stalk me here looking for her.

Well, she's leaving blogland, you freaks..you know who you are, now go grow up and get a life.

That said, she will be sorely missed by this blogger. Please stop for a moment of silence while I offer up a 21 Scissor Kick Salute.



Blogger will not be the same without you.....

19 comments:

Avery Gray said...

I'm shedding a tear for the Dooz. She is awesomely awesome, and no one ever made me feel more loved and appreciated for fear of stabbing than she. That's how she rolled.

Doozer, I hardly knew ya, but you will be missed. Seriously.

Kimberly said...

How very, very sad.

krok9 said...

Emma,

Normally I don't get emotional but Doozie is so hot and she has a great personality, albeit her voice is weird, but I truly lust after her. I know this probably isn't appropriate but could you send me a pair of her thong underwear?

Great post and thanks in advance.

Jenn said...

I have never known blogging without the Big Doozie. If she is really not coming back, it will be kinda weird.

QZ~ said...

dang girl, that salute is more than I could ever hope for. I do appreciate the accolades you have given me here...by golly

sarahgrace said...

Elk meat...good
Clean House...better
Having to leave blogland because of stupid people...that just is wrong!

R said...

Doozie is the best. I would never know you or anyone else if it weren't for her. She just rocks, plain and simple. And she needs to call me.

Heffalump said...

Sniffs for Doozie...at least her tuna casserole recipe will live on...
Our neighbor gives us deer and elk meet, usually ground. He has a friend that owns a grocery store and grinds it, then mixes it with half beef, so it doesn't taste as much like sweat as regular game can.

eyes_only4him said...

Dooce is stupid..

Boozer, well..I cant figure out how they find her, or why they would want to..( i mean who searches online looking to see if people have blogs? and its not like she blogs about work, I dont get it...)

I will miss her...she is a good woman..

Knot said...

Dooce can come back. and probably will. Hacks at companies think they can own the world. Just don't blog at work or about work. Re-invent. It will work out.

BTW ... is convivial the same as conjigal?

~Jef

Jeff said...

It is sad.

I haven't seen a good stabbing threat since, and somehow only Doozie is able to make that seem funny.

Dapoppins said...

Love the salute. She has earned it. Good bye dear departed doozer.

R said...

Emma--only because I am lazy did I write practically an ode to your hair on Avery's most recent post in the comments. I caught a glimpse of your cascading tresses and could not help myself. I am aghast at its beauty.

McBunni said...

That almost made me cry! I'm SO sad Doozer's done blogging. Stupid stalkers!

That was a great post!

Stalker Cyberstalker said...

I am so bummed. Just today, I was saying to someone, "I hate people." I do.

Brillig said...

I can't think of a more appropriate salute. Yeah...

That's really sad, and I'll miss Badoozie. Stupid stalker scum.

Brillig said...

HEY!!! Where did your cre8buzz profile go?

Annette Lyon said...

Thinking the same thing as Brill--Where'd ya go and why?

Aunt Jo said...

Badoozie was the first blogger I connected with and one of the funniest, smartest women I know. She makes things happen, like special boxes mailed to you when you need a pick-me-up, fun visits and long road trips. She makes awesome fudge and I hear she is the Snickerdoodle Queen. She is a spy and Extractor of Information. She makes you think and makes you laugh....sometimes at your expense but mostly at hers!

I have seen evidence of stalker activity on my site meter, people looking for her and it makes me mad!! Just leave her alone you evil stalkers!!

Is there such thing as a BLogger Witness Program?? Maybe we should start one.

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