Use Me and Abuse Me Day – Parisian Rave Edition

Rockin out in Paris

Rockin’ out Parisian Style!

DJ Wild Rider in the House

It’s time once again to Use Me and Abuse Me, so lets get this party started! Yeah baby! The idea is to come and mingle with the guests, introduce yourself and pick up some new followers.

The trick with building a community is finding the people behind the gravatars. They’re there. I know. I’ve met several in person! When building any relationship, communication is key to success. In blogging, we communicate through our posts and comments. I have made a lot of real friendships here on the Wild Ride and so can you!

So come by with ONE link to a blog post and paste it in the comment section. Two will put you in my spam filter and I hate when I have to stop dancing to fish guests out of my filter. It’s so embarrassing…

Include a short hook to let people know what your story is about. A post works better than your blog URL since a guest may click over to your place and not know where you keep the beer or the chips. When you link a post, it takes the guest right to the heart of your home where they can read your story.

Don’t bring one of your friend’s URLs, since they may not come by to party with us and that defeats the purpose.  Remember. This is about communication. This is about you. That is also why you should never drop off your link and run. You wouldn’t go to a party, fill a doggy bag and go home.

If you leave a link, click on a few. Tell them, “Susie sent me.” They should click back. Chat up your guests here and at your place. The more links you click on, the higher the chance your new friends may subscribe to your blog.

The bar is stocked, the barista is already pouring cappuccinos, and the tasty treats in the buffet were flown in from Paris. Nothing is too good for my friends! This is my way to thank all of you for subscribing to my blog. This way you can meet each other! How cool is that?

Spread the word. The more the merrier!

Have fun and don’t forget to dance!

My latest blog post is The Boob Report – Back to Reality, Oops There Goes Gravity 

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  1. I almost slept through the Party of the Summer! Was hoping to create a special Parisian edition of AmperArt, my graphic design project that “features the ampersand as fun & fabulous art.” But that didn’t get done, so please enjoy past artwork at To get my latest piece each month, always free, please subscribe.
    Now here’s another reason why I’m late: upon entering your Party Palace I saw the very first person at the door was naked (see first comment). Being a nudist myself, I went to his blog. Then that led to another and another…you know how it is. So finally after going around the block a few times, I found your open door again and here I am. Thanks, Susie. Gotta get to the dance floor…


  2. Susie,
    So nice of you to host this wonderful soiree again.
    Maintenant si vous voulez bien, veuillez m’indiquer la pizza et de la bière. Merci.

    (A Bit of Humor)
    Subject: A Homeless Man’s Funeral

    As a bagpiper, I play many gigs. Recently I was asked by a funeral director to play at a graveside service for a homeless man. He had no family or friends, so the service was to be at a pauper’s cemetery in the Upper Peninsula back country.

    As I was not familiar with the backwoods, I got lost and, being a typical man, I didn’t stop for directions. I finally arrived an hour late and saw the funeral guy had evidently gone and the hearse was nowhere in sight. There were only the diggers and crew left and they were eating lunch.

    I felt badly and apologized to the men for being late. I went to the side of the grave and looked down and the vault lid was already in place. I didn’t know what else to do, so I started to play. The workers put down their lunches and began to gather around. I played out my heart and soul for this man with no family and friends. I played like I’ve never played before for this homeless man. And, as I played ‘Amazing Grace,’ the workers began to weep. They wept, I wept, we all wept together.

    When I finished I packed up my bagpipes and started for my car. Though my head hung low, my heart was full. As I opened the door to my car, I heard one of the workers say, “I never seen nothin’ like that before and I’ve been puttin in septic tanks for twenty years.

    ” Apparently I’m still lost . . . it’s a man thing !
    Y’all come see me @ (Cead Mille Failte!)



    1. Hahaha! That is a good one Paul! I just realized you are not coming up in my Reader.. Hmmmm.
      Have fun at the party. Glad you found the bar, the beer and the pizza! Your French is waaaaay better than mine…


    1. Love your story and list of tips for a happy marriage!
      Thanks for bringing it to the party. Have fun clicking on links and mingling with the guests. Tell them, “Susie sent me!”


    1. Who will you vote for??? This is great Piper! Congrats again on your book debut!
      Have fun clicking on links and mingling with the guests. They should click back to your place. Be sure to have some bacon on hand just in case…. 🙂


    1. Your book looks fantastic Colin! I am sure it will do well in the States. Loved your fun facts too.
      Thanks for stopping by the party. It is never too late to click on a few links and say hello!
      Sounds like you had a blast in London. Our timing was off in both places. Next time!


  3. Hi Susie! Another late comer here but I’m bringing lots of wine!

    As always, you rock hosting these parties. Still can’t find my underwear after the last one!

    As you and some here know I blog about life in NYC, with a twisted humor viewpoint on it. Food, fun, and booze. Anyway, I have kind of a smelly post to expose everyone to – enjoy!


  4. Wow, what a fascinating party – filled with guests with something worth saying. I need to come back and visit quite a few of them via here – as soon as I stop being so darn tied down with stuff!


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