Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Cutting a Christmas Tree
On the Saturday after Thanksgiving we went to Bob's with Grandma and Grandpa Clevenstine and Uncle Josh and Judy and chopped down a Christmas tree. There wasn't snow, but it was about as cold as hooey out there. Fortunately, I was all bundled up an a snowsuit and smooshed against Dad's chest. Being a baby is awesome. And so is cutting a Christmas tree.
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Thanks. Who are you, Bailee?
Micah, I think it's time Uncle Christer educated you about a little trick some folks use on blog posts.
You don't actually know someone called "Bailee." So-called "Bailee" is just someone who comments on random innocent people's blogs and leaves a link in the comment hoping to drive traffic to their own site.
Notice that the word Christmas in the comment is clickable? It's actually a link back to the site that "Bailee" hopes you'll visit.
It's a disgusting world of deception and advertising, Miguel, and this is just the tip of the iceberg. You'll learn soon enough.
And don't worry, I got your back.
P.S. If there's ever anything clickable in my comments, rest assured that it is certainly safe and worthwhile to click on that link.
Hi Micah, looks like those rosy cheeks had fun out in the forest!
Don't worry, Uncle Christer. I deleted her right off my screen. Boo-yaw.
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