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Over the last few days I’ve met someone new in the blogosphere. I didn’t really know his name until Mandy Thompson (Just A Girl) introduced me to him.

I had been visiting sites from my google reader like I normally do, leaving a witty comment here and there. Much to my chagrin I realized that after I submitted my ever so clever comments they weren’t showing up. To add insult to injury, I couldn’t even get my comments on my own blog to show up. I was kind of randomly goofing off when I figured out they were in my spam filter…you know, the land where comments go when they’ve been naughty.

I asked around through twitter, but nobody really gave me an answer. Tam, over at inProgress laughed at my predicament, but that’s okay because I was laughing at myself.

Finally, in an email back and forth with Mandy, she told me that it was the Spam Monster. What I’ve been able to piece together is that in the land of naughty comments there lives a creature who is not quite troll and not quite elf. He’s a trendy little fiend who gobbles up comments with an appetite you wouldn’t believe.

Sometimes, when he’s extra hungry and there are no car insurance, mortgage offers, or live girls variety of spam in his fridge, he goes hunting for comments like mine. And boy are they tasty, those pure, innocent little comments. Like a delicacy he gobbles them up for a few days and no one knows where they’ve gone off to.

But I caught him last night. He was sneaking up on some of my comments and I confronted him. I actually was able to sketch him really quickly. What most people don’t know about me is that I wanted to be a police sketch artist as a kid, so I got really good at sketching perps quickly.

I gave him a good scolding and told him to go back to naughty comment land and leave my comments alone. He said he would for three dollars. I punched him in his spleen and he ran away…hopefully never to bother my comments again.