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@#!* Blogger

I don't know what is going on with Blogger lately.  None of the comments I have made on blogs are showing up.

I might be on some kind of Blogger Blacklist.

And what is this webroot thing?

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  1. BarbaraOctober 5, 2018 at 1:57 PM

    I don't know. Sounds like me. Every time I post a blog something goes wrong. I never think to check if my comments are actually showing up, but I do make them.

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  2. Margaret (Peggy or Peg too)October 5, 2018 at 2:46 PM

    Hmm....that is one of the issues I never have had. I've had thousands of others though. I see your comments Olga. Not on today but other days. Gremlins I fear.

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  3. Arkansas PattiOctober 5, 2018 at 3:14 PM

    Didn't hear from you last week but I thought I had just bored you with my post. Hum, guess I should look to see if my comments are posting.

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  4. gigihawaiiOctober 5, 2018 at 10:04 PM

    I had trouble with webroot, but I just clicked on something to over rule it, and now I am fine.

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  5. Linda ReederOctober 5, 2018 at 10:24 PM

    I have no idea about a "webroot thing". I'm sorry you are having trouble. I like your posts and comments on my posts.

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