Last night I got all wound over Lynn Harris' article on Salon, which I'm covering on BlogHer on Monday. I started the post fifteen different ways, and no matter how I proceeded, I found myself on my high horse and riding. Standing on my soapbox and preaching, like the homeless guy who spouted whoremongers and hellfire on the Pentacrest at the University of Iowa in the mid-nineties.

It's something I sometimes do. I preach. I can't stand to see people treat each other with such disrespect. This isn't satire, this isn't comedy -- those comments are just MEAN.

I'll be offline for a few days to celebrate Thanksgiving with my family. Please check out my piece on BlogHer on Monday, and enjoy your holiday. Go forth and let thee not be an ass.

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Hello, world!  My name is Rita, and I really love it when you tell me what a narcissistic idiot I am!  Whee!

Now, I don't normally do this, but today I am in a really good mood, because I took today off from my day job to work on the book tour and some other blog projects.  (I'm going to give away more stuff!  See below!)  Also!  Beloved got sinus medication, and he no longer snores.  BRINGING SEXY BACK.

So, here, without further ado, is the best troll comment I've gotten since the Woman Who Shall Go Unnamed.  I do seem to attract me some venom, don't I?  It must be my reticence.

OMFG!You actually think you're interesting and have something to say. Ithought it was all some sort of crazy joke. Nope. Just crazy. I plowedthrough this crap looking for a truffle. Alas, there was nothing morethan a little girls diary of private thoughts posted to the world by anarcissistic adult lacking in the good taste to keep private thoughtsprivate.

Commenter name: Mark

Commenter email: bitme@myass.com

IP address: 64.174.52.242

None

Somebody has a case of the Mondays.

Now, hmm. A truffle? At first I thought MAYBE there was a meaning for the word "truffle" of which I was unaware, so I hopped over to Dictionary.com, and no, no, "truffle" means what I thought it meant.

truf·fle

1. any of several subterranean, edible, ascomycetous fungi of the genus
2. any of various similar fungi of other genera.
3. acandy made of soft chocolate, shaped into a ball and dusted with cocoa,or sometimes a three-layered cube of light and dark chocolate.

So, Mark was either looking for fungus or girly candy.  Here at Surrender, Dorothy, we deal mostly in herbs and Laffy Taffys.  Sorry, Mark.  Next time leave your real e-mail address.  I'm pretty sure "myass.com" doesn't exist, though I totally could be wrong about that. I'm pretty sure "bitme" is a Freudian slip. BUT I WASN'T WRONG ABOUT THE TRUFFLE.

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My gushing adoration review of the Cricket magazine Ladybug is up at Surrender, Dorothy: Reviews.
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