Reflection on a Cyber April Fool's Day
Well, I must say I've learned alot, this first day of April in blog world. It hasn't been easy, in this world of written only communication.
In my real world most jokes, pranks and gotcha's are done with a wink. Not so here.

A good joke is all about opportunity ,timing and exploiting personal weakness. I have a little file in my brain that has spare storage space. For little bits of info. The intuative stuff I pick up, think what the heck's that all about, and then I file it. I use people's weakness against them when the perfect time comes, then I wink.

Now W3 is a perfect sparing pal for me. One of us sticks the worm on the hook, we throw it out there, and he or I knows it's a worm but bite anyway, just for the fun of the tussle. W3 also takes the funnin with good grace. And we are both forgiving.
It is really nice to see that he has resurected Marvin.
Some of you ladies helped with bringing a little feminity to his site, (Oshee and Misty) but as for the rest of hoi polloi ....
haaaa....I had to do 75% of the work myself.
You missed a wonderful opportunity to make a big tough guy get down on his knees and beg for male visitors. Welcome back Marvin. ( w3 got a comment in last post before I could shut you all out, but check it out. We got Marvin back.) wink.

Then there is Mark. longgggggggggggg sigh.......................
This will go down in history as my best fly by the seat of my pants plan ever, but alas, with little or NO cyber cooperation, it fizzled before my eyes.
Within 2 days of finding Mark , in January, I wondered.... just what is this guy planning for April 1st???
And I started filing those snippets of info..... for future use.
Puts fireworks up, on his 1000th visitor day. caa jing, filed.
Is worried that he doesn't know who a mysterious visitor is, so worried he begged her to reveal herself, caaa jing, filed.
Liquid diet, caa jing, filed.
Site meter addiction, caa jing, filed. ( You REALLY don't believe his site meter is gone ,do you? ) This is getting tooooo good. Caaa jing.

He has laid himself on a platter and handed me the carving knife. So I start setting the table. March 30th, comment section, I let Mark know I'm on to him, not enough to get him to back off, but just to lure him in......make him sweat a little. And also to let his vistors to be on high alert. For the wink.

He handed himself to us on a silver platter.......................

So when I hear Mark is tellin us he's leaving, I'm a little disappointed that this is the best he could come up with. But I can work with it. But dammit..it seems that there were some people that honestly believed a post that said...." On April 1st I will......"And they started begging, in a crumpled heap at the feet of The Lord of the Idiots.

I try to intervene, let's turn this around people. The best jokes are the ones that come back and bite you on the butt. But nooooooo......................................
some cannot possibly refrain from leaving comments to Mark.

Think of the opportunity.... especially the family, who have been complaining about this guy for years. I have him pinned against the wall and squirming and they let him go. Just think of it, Pakulak family, one whole day of seeing Mark, with an empty comment section cry, beg, pout, squirm and roll on the floor knowing that he had been GOT. And unable to anything about it. Missed opportunity. One that could have been used for many other April 1st to come..... "remember that time Mark, when no one would talk to you, and you went into shock, wasn't that fun. "
Now some (but no Pakulak) signed up for the pot luck/ wake, and then ran right over to Mark to leave a comment.
Sheeeesh.
Not Oshee. She got it. Left a comment for W3, ( darn good read, eh?)No comments for Mark.And she's bringing homemade bread.

Mysti and Misty ( is it in the name?) tried to play both sides of the fence, bring food to the potluck, and begging Mark to stay.

Some of you stayed neutral. No indication of support for either side. Peeking out from behind the bushes.

So what could have happened was....

Mark leaves a foolish resignation letter, dated April 1st. ( what was your 1st clue?)

We exploit his need for attention, and say, "see ya Mark, it's been nice. "

Then we step back and watch him implode. And wait, and wait. And wink.

But no big bang. Only a whimper..................................

So Pakulak family, you deserve this fellow, and you deserve to be tortured by this man. It coulda been great story................... He truly is Lord of The Idiots.

As an aside, the most clever suggestions in this whole mess came from some wee ones down under.
So hoi polloi humour me. Tell me about the antics going around your neck of the woods........wink.
Perhaps I shall tell you more of mine.

To Mark:
Once again I offer you the Peace Pipe.

Texas / Alberta Treaty # 2

Conditions:

• I will take back my commitment not to comment on your blog for the next 21 days and perhaps influence others to do the same.

If .....

• You in return, will come up with a clever acronym for " u never can laugh enough" and post it. That's it Mark. A one word post.

Can ya do it?

Peace

Posted day 1/21 of Mark's Hopeless Days