Surreal would be the word I would use to describe the feeling when you stumble across a surprising comment that is made about you. After receiving several visits from my virtual buddy Jeff's site yesterday, I dropped by his blog to give thanks for the linky love and read this comment:
My problem with Tootsie’s blog is that she tries too hard to be like the blogger, Bossy.
Shock and Whaaaa??!? Well, that's news to me. I had no idea I was trying, let alone trying hard, to do that. And being me and totally not one to obsess about a comment like that at all - really right? - I started reading many of my entries in an attempt to figure out why someone would think that I'm trying so hard to be like BOSSY. They probably didn't mean that we're both females, tall, and blonde.
So the dissection of my writing style began. And the comparing. BOSSY writes exclusively in the third person. So do other people I've done this...a handful of times. I once read that to generate interest in your blog you should include pictures. BOSSY's posts include pictures. So do other people. BOSSY often utilizes photoshop on many of her pictures. So do other Bloggesses. However, I use Picnik which I totally learned about from her because I can barely program the ringtone on my own cell phone let alone figure out how to use photoshop [in fact, I don't think I'm even spelling it right because spell check is not impressed].
BOSSY has flawless, dewy skin [and I mean that totally in a skin product crush kind of way]. My skin knows a blemish or two. But I don't think that's what the comment was about. BOSSY'S blog is super funny. Not many others compare. But I'm not about to start linking to all of the hilariously written blogs out there because I'd be here for days and then Mr. Farklepants would be all, "What happened to you? The kids have been surviving on water and condiments for like five days and I think the end might be near for a couple of them, oh and by the way, Darwin was right". I incorporate humor into my posts, even when they're about serious or boring matters, because I think the world sucks enough balls. Why be glum? Who wants to read that? I write to entertain because that's what I enjoy. I write for the reader. I write as a hobby and I do it my way.
I loves me some BOSSY but let's get something very straight: If there is something of BOSSY that I'd like a piece of it is her Chicago husband that she calls Andre, brought to her by Saturn. Because, yum.
Oh, and apparently I curse too much. BOSSY doesn't. But other Bloggesses, Divas, Canadians and a certain Queen of the Mommybloggers do too. So, ya know, fucken A.
P.S. Yes the title is intentionally BOSSYesque, okay? Okay.
46 comments:
There are other blogs that remind me of Bossy, but yours is not one of them. Other than you are both hilarous. But I don't think Bossy owns the market on hilarous. (Lotsa great links in there - thanks for giving me some coffee reads!)
i don't think i could ever mistake your blog for bossy's blog. both are funny, really funny. but also very different.
i think maybe they were confused by the use of of the double letters. you know, your tootsie (with 2 o's) and she's bossy (with 2 s's)... oh and you both end with the long e sound. i'm beginning to see now.
How odd that someone would say that, because other than both of you being among the funniest bloggers I read, I would say that there are no stylistic similarities at all.
I don't read Bossy so I have no basis of comparison. I do like the way you write your blog, though! Don't change a thing!
What a jerk. I think you have your own distinct voice and style and I wouldn't give this a second thought.
I use picnik too and I call exclusive rights to it, copier. Also no one can use the f-word because that's mine too.
Seriously, you and Bossy are awesome in totally different ways. Brush it off, toots.
I've read Bossy's blog forever, and I never once thought your writing was similar to hers. (I have thought that about someone else's, though.) You are very individual; that's why I like your blog so much!
I like both your blog and Bossy's but the two of you have completely different styles of writing. Whoever wrote that comment doesn't know what he's talking about.
I'm usually so confused by how you are exactly like BOSSY that I've stopped trying to separate you two. I have a special link in my Reader that points to either your blog or BOSSY's, depending on the time of day, because even my Reader cannot tell the difference between your blog and BOSSY'S.
Of course, both I and my Reader have the IQ of the Brooklyn Bridge and the critical reading skills of old diapers.
Now I'm going to go read who left that comment so that when I see that I know who it is I can be all "you have the critical reading skills of an old diaper too!"
Ack! Untrue. Brush it off! And when you're done brushing that off, can you get the dust that's collected on top of Bossy's fridge?
I read your blog BECAUSE I think it's original and funny. And I've never once thought it sounds like Bossy.
can I just say I love your blog. I honestly do. Everyday I read it I laugh at something you wrote.
Haters should never compare.
Oh and I thought I was one of the few who said fuckin a.
People are silly. I don't think I could pinpoint someone 'actunt' like someoene else on a blog. I detect shallowness...no diving.
Ms Bliss loves me some Tootsie
smooches from Canada
PS I loved the comment that said you cursed too much...I love how much you fuckin' swear...just saying
bossy is fantastic. tootsie is too, but in a TOTALLY different way.
Who is this guy? The Roger Ebert of the blogosphere?
As my mother would say: Pish-posh.
Just read your blog for the first time....Google Reader recommended it. I will subscribe, but that's not my point.
I don't think you've fully arrived until you receive a little bit of hate mail or negative criticism. It means someone pays attention enough to even bother.
I'm still waiting for mine.
So congrats.
You? Like Bossy? Um, no. You are your own special brand of funny and it IS unlike anything else. So there.
Bossy is funny. You are funny. But.
I wish they could all be California girls. But they can't. You are. I am. You win.
(That's not really my critera but as it turns out, I read your posts everyday and Bossy's every few months or so)
(I've never read Bossy. *ducks*)
...so I wouldn't know. But I do know that in 35 million mom blogs, there are bound to be a handful with similar writing styles, right?
Once, all three of us Vancouver Mom bloggers that actually know each other accidentally wrote basically the same post on the same day. We didn't know any of the others were doing it, IT JUST HAPPENS.
You're fine. I loves your blog. A lot of people do.
Don't worry - I never think of Bossy when I read your posts.
But, then - I've never read Bossy.
Okay, I visited Bossy and I have in the past but never would have found any similarities between the two of you. Don't worry about it. The hater had to think of something to say and that was the best that he could come up with.
Thanks for all of the links but I got so distracted by them I had to come back to visit you again when I realized that I had not left a comment.
I just want you to know how very proud I am to have been linked for my foul ass mouth. THAT'S RIGHT BITCHES, I LOVE ME SOME F WORDS.
And speaking of fuck, fuck! you are so not trying to be BOSSY. BOSSY rocks and all, but you've got your own thang goin' on.
(Someone once wrote that I was a Pioneer Woman copycat. FUCK YOU DUDE and um, no thanks.)
Much love.
I wish you would copy BOSSY's ad revenue and sponsorships. Not Saturn though, I am thinking perhaps BMW for your excellent road trip...
Then I can quit working and make a living as an occasional commenter on your bog. I would even stop cussing.
Yeah I said "bog" instead of "blog" but given your filthy mouth, it kinda fits actually.
Your Tootsieness,
I like Bossy. I read Bossy. I actually came late to the Bossy love world. But, I didn't attend a Bossy road trip meet and greet, because Bossy didn't come to Minnesota. [Too bad for Bossy, because we eat and drink and get equally sassy, AND we're trying to elect a really rad satarist for Senate. AND, our Republican governor (who is a button down piece of fraternity mancake if you like that kind of thing) was overlooked for the VP pick of John McCain. So, now, we're solidly a blue state, too.]
But, I seriously digress.
What I'm trying to say is that your humor is completely different. In a good and sarcastic and snappy and edgy kind of way. Tootsie good. Bossy good. Everyone, good.
Now, too long in coming, here's my point: Tootsie, if you were to come to Minnesota and didn't look me up, I would totally kick your ass from here to Disneyland. Because, while I would have gladly gone to see Bossy on her road trip if it meant that I didn't have to drive too far or wear high heels, I would open the sofa bed to Tootsie and lay out the clean sheets and a hotel bathrobe.
Got the picture?
Holy crapamoly. Seriously? Seriously? Obviously the writer of that comment is not much of a reader.
I read both you and Bossy (cuz I am cool like that) and other than ya both being funny HAWT chicks...yep. That is the similarity. funny. hawt. chicks.
LMAO @ Mr Farklepants!!!!
All I had to say was be glad you got haters, they're your biggest fans!!!
Wasn't it Kat Williams that said, "If you got haters, you must be doing sumthi'n right!"
He also said "Keep hat'n & don't act like my hair ain't luxurious - cause you know it is bitches!"
You're AWESOME. Bossy's AWESOME. People who belittle others, not so much.
I don't ever think BOSSY has ever written about strapping a dildo to her dashboard. Totally different.
I forget who said there were only seven storylines in the world but, similarly, there are only so many ways to blog. Occasionally we are all going overlap. No one owns the market on being funny and, frankly, there are only so many ways to be funny.
You have your own style.
But, honestly, I would be flattered.
I am a loud and proud stalker of both you and Bossy. I read both of you pretty much every day. Not seeing it, not at all!
You rock, so does Bossy...I will continue to love and stalk both blogs!
I'd be so incredibly flattered. As everyone else said, I think the comment came from a case of sour grapes.
I think perhaps the commenter wasn't very well acquainted with either your blog or Bossy's.
You're both great - but you both have your totally unique personal voices.
And hooray for that!
You rock your own corner of the world, and it doesn't look like any other corner I've seen...
So rock on...
shhhh... im on my bloggy break. dont tell anyone i was here.
You, my friend, totally rock in your own special way. I love you for it and that is why I visit you.
I've never read Bossy. So maybe Bossy is like you for all I know. I think you're funny, therefor, I shall keep on returning.
I love Bossy. I love Tootsie. But both for different reasons!
That guy has probably been to, like, three blogs in his life. Yours and Bossy's just happened to be two of them.
He's easily confused.
Plus, Bossy had some kinda weird boil on her butt last week, and you did not.
So there.
Bossy's great and all, but seriously? Someone needs to put down the crack pipe.
You are definitely one of a kind, Toots, in the best possible sense of the phrase.
I have never read Bossy but love your blog! Don't change a thing! BTW, now I have to check out Bossy's husband!
Jeff can bite my big toe! I love you for you (and whomever you sound like. Whatever!
Damn. I'm trying to get my blog confused with yours, but don't want to be confused with Bossy.
I was thinking of changing the name to Halushki Polskapants. And then growing a few inches taller.
Think that will do it?
I fucking love you.
And Bossy.
But I'd never confuse the two of you. You are fucking Tootsie Farklepants.
And nobody had better fucking mess with you.
Smooches.
Dr. Literary Critic the Matron, who is NOT above correcting dear Tootsie's grammar, can say with absolute Credentialed Authority, that the Tootsie voice is not a wannabe Bossy. Odd comment, actually, because the very thing that makes your blog SOOO funny is that it's such a distinct personality. Whether that's an online personae or the real true Tootsie, there's a distinct, irreverent, politically-minded woman who knows how to laugh at herself and her surroundings. There's also a sense of righteousness about living the life you choose that's self-deprecating and fun, in just the right way.
So Dr. Literary Critic Matron takes issue with this character, Jeff. She's sure he's a sweetie, but wrong.
I need to emphasize that it was not Jeff who made the comment.
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