I should have done this a long time ago.

And I'm sorry.

I've known for a while now that many visitors to this site had lost their way, and yet I said nothing. But this week, with so many of you here on purpose, I feel that it is only right that I try to set things right for the others...

First, to those of you who came here by way of "R.S.V.P., My Lesbian Pool Party"; I wish to apologize for any inconvenience caused by the title of this post.

It was merely an attempt to convey my sense of feeling alienated among conventional women.  I really did not stop to consider the tremendous frustration that would be generated among some segments of the Internet audience with very little interest in feelings of alienation among middle-age women.

Though I realize it does not begin to make up for the trouble I have caused, I offer my promise that I will never, ever use the terms "lesbian hot tub party" on this site, guaranteeing that with just a little editing of your search terms, you can avoid this problem in the future.

I would also like to extend my sincere apologies to the seekers of "Midwestern values."   

I have, I know, abused your sincerity with my repeated use of this term in an ironic fashion and now, here you are, in all of your wholesome goodness, sharing a virtual room with the frustrated afficionados of girl-on-girl aquatic recreation.

It was thoughtless of me not to have foreseen this, and again, I apologize.

But now that you are all here, I am wondering: Is there any possibility ... ?

Probably not.  It's a crazy idea.

But wouldn't it be something, if right here, in this humble little website, with its disjointed rants about weather, sex and laundry - if this place could serve to unite a divided Internet?   To begin the healing process?

One day we could all look back and say, that it was right here, where we took the first step toward putting aside our differences and coming together in our mutual inability to use search terms. Or perhaps simply in our sense that this is no way to get into a canoe.

Photo: "No way to get into a canoe."  By Rick McCawley

Comments

[Rattling the Kettle]

Just last night, I was chilling at a lesbian hot tub party up in the Hollywood Hills, sipping a margarita and discretely admiring the hot girl on girl action, and, then, around 2:30 am, I thought to myself, "You know, Self, this would just never happen in the Midwest. You're so lucky to live on one of the coasts."

Go ahead, envy me. You know you want to.

[suburban kamikaze]

That sounds like a very full evening Kettle, but have you tried the green bean casserole?

[Rattling the Kettle]

Does it have those crispy onions on top? Man, those are good!

[Lisa]

You just have to love it. I once had someone find my blog with the search terms 'daddy might be old but he still gets spanked.'