Thanks For The Comments

When I use the wi-fi at the hotel, I open myself up for unsolicited comments.  And I do love comments.  I love when you tell me you appreciate the effort and time I put into my thought provoking posts.  When you tell me to keep up the quality work.  When you tell me that you are bookmarking my most excellent blog.  But I start to wonder about you when you think I might need transcription services or a rice importer.  And I have to question your sincerity when all I said was "I ate Pizza."