So Help Me Google

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Yesterday I was sitting at my computer laughing at Geezer Online's post about the right way to walk up and down stairs, (aka Doug Jamieson - see the link on my sidebar.)

When I finished I wrote a comment and hit enter.

A message came up that asked if I would like to use my Blogger profile.

Now I often post comments on Doug's blog.  And as far as I could see I hadn't done anything unusual so I clicked 'okay'.

It seemed like the right thing to do.

It wasn't.

Not only was my comment on Doug's blog lost,

my own blog disappeared!

Just like that.

The whole thing.

Gone.

And, if you can believe it, a message appeared on the blogger dashboard asking if I'd lost my blog.

"Scoundrels!" I cried. "You know darn well that my blog is gone!"

Unfortunately, once I admitted that I had lost my blog I had to start following Google's instructions to find it. 

I tell you, Hansel and Gretel had an easier time - even after the birds ate their bread crumbs.

They only ended up in the witch's pot, I ended up in Google Help.

Go there, do this, click that, quack like a duck, curse like a pirate.

At one point Google's mechanical voice phoned me with a secret access code.

Still no blog.

In exasperation I finally shut my computer down and took Flynn he Dog out to wash the spy car.

When I came back I girded my loins for a new foray into the cyberspace underworld.

I flicked on my computer and -

my blog appeared.

Looking no worse for wear except for one thing -

My own picture has been added in with the pictures of my followers.

I'm now following my own blog.

Eek.

How navel gazing and self-centred does that look?

 And I haven't been able to figure out how to unfollow myself.

Anyway,  I guess both of me will  announce the winner of the Magic Pig Wand right here on Wednesday about 1 p.m. Toronto time.

Jeesh.