I’m A Follower

On Monday, Snoskred posted about Do Follow. I had been wondering about that, about which is better, because everyone who has an opinion on it thinks that their way is the best way. Basically, Do Follow/No Follow is about linky love and spam. Those who are Do Follow code their blogs so that when people leave comments, the search engine 8-legged things that go out and find links will find them. Those that are No Follow code so that the links aren’t findable (is that a word?) and they won’t get spam. I coded mine to be Do Follow long before I really knew what it was.

For those people who are really obsessed about their search engine ranking and how they rank on various social networking sites, they’ll want to be Do Follow. Snoskred’s friend Sephy has a post about how to do this. On the other hand, those who are so paranoid about spam that even with comment moderation and the silly word verification thing, they want to do everything possible to prevent even one iota of spam getting through to their comments. There are ways to do that too. If you’re on Blogger, don’t do anything, since your code is No Follow by default. The spambots can be overcome with simple comment moderation. I moderate, but I don’t do the word verification thingy. I hate it myself, so I don’t subject people to having to drink to see that straight enough to fill it in. But I moderate only because I want to know what’s going on my blog before everyone else does. Hey, it’s my blog and I can moderate it if I want to.

Now, there’s more to this Do Follow/No Follow thing. Whenever someone new visits my blog, I like to visit theirs (if they leave me the means to) and see who they are. I’ve picked up many new blogging friends this way. It also give me a chance to reply in the most appropriate manner. Which brings me to…

You comment, I reply. As you may have noticed, I have been doing my best to reply to everyone who leaves a comment on my blog. The best way for me to do that is to comment on my own blog, so it becomes like a conversation. I don’t do it so much to increase my traffic or anything like that. I just think it’s a really nice thing to do. Someone is talking to me. I should at least acknowledge their contact, right?

The one thing that I’m kinda bad about is commenting on other people’s blogs. I don’t feel obligated to comment to every post every one in my feed writes. That’s a fast track to a full-time, very unproductive job – kind of like forwarding all that “forward this for good luck” crap I get in my inbox. I do try to comment at least every few posts, to let you know I’m still reading. When someone new comments on my blog, and I visit their blog, I don’t necessarily comment unless their blog and its content resonates enough with me to want to. Simple as that.

I enjoy blogging. I don’t decide whether or not to comment on someone’s blog based on their Do Follow/No Follow/iReply status. I only comment when I have something to say, simple as that. Also, at this point I’m not too concerned with rankings. I mean, if someone refuses to read my blog because I don’t have a Technorati rating star level 74 or something silly like that, well, I don’t need ‘em. But I do want to be a good blogger, that’s something that’s going to make me happy about my blog, so that’s what I’m gonna do.

Read more about the Do Follow movement here.
Read more about the iReply movement here.

Now, Snoskred, what do you know about the whole co.mments thing? Is it extra work to the point that I’m better off just trying to remember where I commented to see if people reply, or is it a Google Reader-like miracle?

Saturday Happenings

Boyfriend and I went to the Hoover Dam earlier tonite to take some night photos. They came out pretty good, surprisingly enough. We’ve been having a bit of trouble since they keep coming out blurry, even on the tripod, but he finally got it to go (even if the remote control didn’t want to work). We couldn’t go on the dam since they don’t allow pedestrians after dark, so we had to take all the photos from the Arizona side. The parking lot on the Nevada side was closed; the Arizona side has roadside parking lots as opposed to the official parking garage on the Nevada side. I’ll post a couple later, once I get them uploaded. It’s a bit late now.

Snoskred gave me a mention on her blog, and also awarded me, along with everyone in her blogroll, the Nice Matters Award. My first blogging award! I found out where the award orginated – Bella-Enchanted created it not just because her blog friends rock, but because of the friendships that came out of blogging. So, in the true spirit of the award, I would like to give this award to all of my wonderful blogging friends. Please distribute it as you see fit.

I talked to my Gram today, to wish her a Happy Birthday. She’s really an amazing woman. I’m still wowed at the fact that she earned an engineering degree back in the 40′s! Anyway, as we were talking she mentioned that my nephew, Bubba, is taller than my cousin. Now, SportsCousin is 16 months older than Bubba, and was taller than me last year when I went home to visit – and at 5’8″ (172cm), I am not considered short at all. He’s looking forward to his next birthday so he can get his learner’s permit. But my little Bubba is taller than SportsCousin! I remember holding both of them when they were born. I was just about to graduate high school when SportsCousin was born, and was just about to start my second year of college when Bubba was born. I tell ya, they grow up so fast. Soon I’m gonna hear that they’re shaving.

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Well, that’s the news for now. I’m up late because of the Labor Day holiday – I get an extra day to sleep in. Today was a lazy day, tomorrow is a busy day with brunch with friends then a party that, knowing our friends, will last until 2 or 3am, so having Monday off to recover will be great. But first, it’s time for bed. Good night!