I'm a hard man to track down

It's true. I'm like some kind of internet Christian ninja. You write stuff online and all of a sudden people want to contact you. Okay, okay, occasionally it's when I put my foot in my mouth and people want to yell at me politely, but mostly people want to ask me a question, or say something nice. The only problem is there has been no obvious way of contacting me through the blog without making a public comment on a post.

I feel a bit like that confused AFL girl the other day who was served a court notice through social media. Since I've started this blog, the following means have been used to contact me:

• Through friends of friends
• Through making a comment giving me their details
• Through a Facebook message (even though we weren't FB friends).
• Through (the potentially offensive) taking my details off an unrelated contact database
• Through contacting Moore College, who contacted me and said they couldn't give my details but I could contact this person if I wanted to.

So I've added an email link on the sidebar. To keep the crazies at bay, it is a pseudo-account. If I like you I'll respond from my real email address and we'll be one step closer to being friends in the real world.

Also, perhaps if you are a random reader of this blog, you might like to use this post as an opportunity during the festive season to say, 'Hi'. I don't generally hunger for people to comment on my posts. That just feels a bit needy. But it is also strange (but appreciated) when strangers walk up to you at conferences and say, 'I read your blog'. If I was an American preacher I would say to you anonymous reader that, 'I love you'. I don't. I could say, 'I tolerate you'. But that's not true either. I'm somewhere in the middle - glad you show up, but intrigued as to who you are, how you got here and what it feels like to stalk someone through a socially accepted method (just like Facebook).

To Justine, who told me she feels like she needs to "fess-up" to reading my blog when we ran into each other in the physical realm, there is no need to re-confess.

But to everyone who cares to drop by, thanks for reading, and have a merry Christmas, celebrating the coming of our Saviour.