Blog salad surgery

"Damn it, Jim! I'm a blogger, not a brain surgeon!"

Oh the humanity!

Friends, Romans, Bloggers; Lend me your ears.

I simply can not endure the unrelenting suffering of a poor tortured soul whose wailings have crossed the Internet to fall upon my sensitive and caring blog.

I hear her cries of anguish and my heart is rent in twain and torn from my aching breast.

"It's okay, we're here to help you."

“It’s alright, Meander. We’re going to give you a little something for the pain. You’re going to be out for a short while, but when you wake up it will all be better.” Now, begin counting backwards from one hundred.

For the love of God, you people have to help me!

I’ve never lost one yet and I don’t plan on letting this one slip away.

You must drop whatever you’re doing right now and rush to Meander's aid!

She needs an infusion of our love. She has lost her way in the blogosphere and is languishing in a near fatal state of the deadly green virus.

Please, for her sake, ignore my blog today and go to this gentle creature’s rescue. Leave her a comment and let her know how much we care.

I ask so little of my visitors...

Do this one thing for me.

Ignore me today. This sweet soul needs you so much more right now.

Thank you.

You are a kind and gentle people...

Now go to her.