Thanks for nothing

Just wanted to express my disappointment with all of you.
Wednesday was National Columnists Day (yes, really. It was actually on the calendar bought at the Hallmark store). Obviously, I'm the only one who remembered it.
I would have thought that some of my regular readers — (yes, I have them, but they only seem interested in e-mailing responses to my columns rather than posting on the blog) — would have sent flowers, cards, a Rolex, something.
Nada.
I'm trying to move on, really.
I'd type some more but it's getting tough to see the screen through the tears welling up in my eyes.