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Aircraft hijacking (also known as skyjacking and sky controlling) is the unlawful seizure of an aircraft by an individual or a group. In most cases, the pilot is forced to fly according to the orders of the hijackers.
Blog Comment Field hijacking (also known as Danjacking and comment controlling) is the unlawful seizure of a blog comment field by an individual, or a group (insert megan and bev, but who's naming names). In most cases Dan is pleased to provide space according to the needs of the hijackers (again, megan and bev, but nobody is casting any blame here.)
Listen, I take the time to post each day because I have a need to express myself, and I love the interaction, or shared thoughts, that come from it. Most days my time is taken up by the kids, so I don't get to read the discussion until later in the day. Although, in all honestly, I do get email notifications of comments left on my blog, and when those comments are adding up quickly, and being delivered to my iPhone throughout the day, I can only think of one thing, bev and megan must be at it again.
I love you ladies, and am so pleased to host these discussions. I just feel like I should be a better host, and have some tea and crumpets to offer during these discussions. And try to visualize the space during these discussions. I offer a neat, because I'm compulsively neat; relaxed, must be the drugs; and nicely decorated, after all, I am a gay man; cyber loft for any and all who wish to make use of the space. Consider it a common room where any one, at any given time, can start a discussion thread.
You know, us widowed people have been through enough shit, that we should be able to just kick back, and make use of what ever space is available. Life is tough enough. When we see an opportunity to talk about it, or make light of it, we should not have to apologize about where, and when, we made use of this opportunity.
In other words, ladies, and gentlemen, Mi Casa Es Su Casa.
By the way, I saw on Facebook that some of the early arrivers of Camp Widow, were chatting, and having drinks, at the Marriott. I was still sweaty from my yoga class when I got home and saw this message. I quickly changed my clothes, splashed myself with cologne, and was off to the hotel. What I found was a circle of wonderful people sharing stories, and feeling really excited about the weekend. It was also great to meet some of my fellow bloggers, Supa, Hyla and Matt, there tonight. It was the perfect way to get a head start on all the bonding, laughter and tears that await me at Camp Widow.
I can't believe that I am widow name dropping. What has become of my life?