Well, don’t really move over because I believe Dear Abby is, as they say, 6 feet under and somebody else has taken her place. But that’s not really important.
The important thing is I know that many, MANY readers come to this blog looking for helpful advice. Or they come for humor and end up with good advice, gently given. Or they take the wrong turn at a really popular blog, wind up here by accident and have to endure my shrilly-screamed opinions shoved down their throats while they desperately try to find the exit.
However it comes about that you arrive here, I try not to disappoint. Who can ever forget the wise words of advice I gave in Miss Peg-o-Leg’s Guide To Excruciatingly Correct Comment Etiquette?
(Except maybe WordPress, whose neglect of that post for Freshly Pressed honors is perhaps the biggest crime of this or any other century. (Except for maybe Drew Peterson’s murdering his wives. I see the verdict in that case has been newly handed down, landing squarely on the side of justice, in my never to be humble opinion.))
What were we talking about?
Oh, yeah. Continuing in the fine tradition of me telling people what they should do, I am guest advising dear Hippie Cahier, over at her blog at this very minute. By the way, Hippie is neither a hippie nor a notebook. Go to her blog to find out what that all means. It’s complicated. But she is definitely someone you should get to know.
If anyone else is looking for good advice, just ask. I’ll be happy to cast my pearls with or without swine. You’re welcome.