Imagine my surprise when I turned on my cell phone after work and saw that I had a blog comment from a new commenter.
Imagine the magnitude of my surprise when I saw that the comment was on a post from February 3, 2007. Now don't get me wrong. I am appreciative of comments, and always ready to welcome new readers or those who have overcome their dread of drawing the red laser pointer of attention from Mrs. Hillbilly Mom to their foreheads. But seriously. There IS such a thing as timely commenting, people!
So, Ms Juli of uk-slots, I shall not be publishing your comment. The moment has passed. The train has left the station. The Carnival Cruise has sailed away from the dock. You might as well stick your nose up in here trying to sell slap bracelets and MC Hammer pants to the young'uns. Your comment is no longer relevant.
And furthermore, Ms Juli, while it is good to know that my article swept you away with its vast information and great writing, and that you thank me for sharing my views with such passion, and that you like my views...you, Ms Juli, are what we call a BOT. No need to tarry here. Far be it from me to expect you to drop in every six years. You may as well go peddle your 5PAM elsewhere. Someplace that you are appreciated.
Of course, I COULD publish Ms Juli's comment, and wait six years to respond.