“You know, just to monitor your overall progress,” said the one who looked like a young Paul Newman but without the gourmet popcorn. “Dispatch asked us to come by and take a look around.”
“Chief!”
called out the one with the drug-sniffing dog, “I think I found something over
here!”
I knew what
he was talking about—heck, I’d had misgivings about it myself. I tried to distract them.
“Gentleman,
I just made lemon Bundt cake with smiling sour cream! Who wants a piece?”
The Chief
walked over to the officer with the dog.
“So, what’d you find, Lieutenant?”
The Lieutenant
hung his head, embarrassed for me. He
picked up a few hand-written sheets of paper, the ink not even dry. “I found ‘Phone ringing off the hook’. Sorry, sir.”
All eyes
were on me.
“‘All eyes were
on me’? That is what you wrote
next?! Oh, come on!” wailed the Newman clone.
I could see
the handwriting on the wall.
“No! Stop!
You are making my eyes bleed!
Stop!”
“I’m not
doing it on purpose! I could talk until
I’m blue in the face, but it still wouldn’t convince you!” I wailed.
“You just used that word: wailed. Too unusual to use twice in a row. Ever heard of a proof-reader? Or thesaurus.com? I'll let you off with a warning for that one, but ...”
He got out his notepad and wrote me a ticket.
“Mrs. MOV: Rampant
Cliché Abuse. Clichés make for lazy,
unimaginative writing.” He ripped the
citation off and handed it to me with a flourish. “Do you have anything to say for yourself?”
“No. I mean, yes! Officer, you have to understand: I was still editing! Rome wasn’t built in a day, I was still working
on it.”
The silence
was deafening. You could hear a pin drop.
“That. That is exactly what I am talking about. STOP IT.”
The Newman clone reached for his gun.
“Wha— what
are you doing?” I shrieked.
“The clichés
are not the only reason we stopped by.”
They all looked at each other and then stepped closer to me.
“There are
other forms of Blog Abuse.”
“Like … like
what, exactly?” I murmured.
“Blog Clutter,”
said the policeman with the dog. The dog
barked in obvious agreement.
“Ha! Then you have the wrong gal. I am a Virgo, and we don’t do clutter.” I folded my arms across my chest, smug. I could practically hear the Gods of Vacuuming
applauding. Well, if the vacuuming weren’t
so loud.
“She’s
right, Chief,” said a different officer. He was holding a very official-looking clipboard. “These are the other blogs we
need to get to,” he pointed to his list, “they’re the ones with all the
random stuff crammed in all along the sides, bottom, top, everywhere so you can’t
even read the content.”
The Chief
nodded solemnly.
“Let me
remind you, MOV, there are other offenses.
Some, you have been guilty of, others, well, you may have skipped our
notice this time , but you should click those computer keys very
cautiously in the future. Really. I mean it.”
I knew what
he was talking about, he didn’t have to say it.
The blogs with white words on a neon purple background, making migraines a certainty. The blogs with no correct link back, ensuring you could never find their blog, even in a Google search. The blogs that did not provide a "follow" option. The blogs that still used word verification for comments. The blogs with no apparent paragraph
breaks. No punctuation. Excessive fragments. Repetition. Fragments.
The list was
endless.
“What about
the bloggers that go on and on and on and don’t really even have a point and
then the end is just not funny? What
about those?”
He got his
ticket book back out and started scribbling again.
“You’re reading my mind, MOV. That’s
another $500.”
MOV
Oh dear - where do I pay my tickets?
ReplyDeleteBrilliant! I love this! Bells yeah to every point. (er...the use of 'Hellas yeah' is extremely cliche). Dear Goddess, why don't some bloggers proof read? I know we need to get our stuff out ther with limited time in the day, but...oh...what's that? Shit! Gotta go. There's someone at my door and flashing lights in the driveway...
ReplyDeleteUm...Hells...not bells. Exhibit A. Did someone say something about proof reading? Crap, there are typos everywhere. I'm turning myself in.
DeleteCan I plea newbie ignorance or is that wishful pleading?? ok so my only hope is the sanity plea..wait the insane bloggers are actually some of the more interesting oh hell with it all I am turning myself in and going for the seduction get out of jail APPROACH...SHOOT....I haven't lost that 30 extra lbs. so um yep I will be doing hard time see ya all in the fall!
ReplyDeleteI am just going to run over to my blog and clean it up, just in case the BP stops by tonight. They like sweets, yes?
ReplyDeleteI will be serving a life sentence just for fragments alone. But I love fragments...that's how I talk in real life...see what I mean.
ReplyDeleteI dare Paul-Newman-look-alike to come over here. He may have me dead to rights on being too wordy, not being funny, improper punctuation and misspelled words (pleading innocent on that as Blogger spell check only works "once in a blue moon" but I have a plan on beating the charges. I make some pretty awesome homemade donuts.
So that's why all of the cops were out last night...And I thought it was just to catch the Friday night drinkers :) Where do I send the check for my fines?? Wait, no one uses checks anymore. Is there a link for payment on your Blog?
ReplyDeleteCan blog commenters be charged too? Because I'm guilty of using WAY too many caps for emphasis. And also ellipses... (I love a good ellipse!)
ReplyDeleteAs a blogger, I'm guilty of using too many parentheses, of using italics for emphasis and of starting sentences with And and But.
bwa ha ha
ReplyDeleteI love this! I feel like I need a few tickets!
ReplyDeleteTFF and I guess there are a lot of us guilty as hell. How much was your fine so that I can start counting my pennies in the jar. j/k :)Enjoyed reading your post!
ReplyDeletePhew MOV...glad you kept me out of trouble with that short-lived purple background...who mows how much the fine would've been! :) I realize there is probably a subsection of rules on sideways punctuation faces...
ReplyDeleteOoops, add a surcharge for the comment typos!
DeleteBusted. Again. I'm trying to think of a bad cliche, but what does that have to do with the price of tea in China?
ReplyDeleteThe blog police gave me a ticket for background inducing migraines. I changed the background to a solid color so I hope they don't come back.
ReplyDeleteWell, that's just funny. In my humble opinion, you are not the least bit guilty of the crimes so described above. I've seen plenty of others with offensive clutter, font style, color choice, etc. You, my dear, are NOT one of them.
ReplyDeleteThis was my favorite: "said the one who looked like a young Paul Newman but without the gourmet popcorn." HA!
I want to kiss the ending of this post. So great.
ReplyDeleteI need to develop a better color scheme for my blog, but I've been so busy.
Oh goodness, I love this post so much. Absolutely hilarious. I shudder to think what the blog police would think if they came to my blog. Probably mark me up for excessively lengthy posts. ;)
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