Due to overwhelming demand (several thousand e-mails daily) I have decided to satiate the publics curiosity by posting the "Wil Wheaton E-mail Affair".
In all its shocking and sordid detail.
Here it is from the start...
First Contact:

Hello Wil,

Thought I would mention that it's come to my attention recently that you haven't been posting in my forontes (forum, plural) on my blog site www.exanimo.com (click on the forum link to your right.) The noticeable lack of your comments has forced me to start commenting on your behalf. (Actually to be technically correct, writing Haiku on your behalf) Strangely, William Shatner has also been absent lately and I have begun to comment on his behalf also.
As you can see, this could become quite messy. Please assist in this matter by posting regularly.
If this becomes too much of a burden for you, I have no problem maintaining your blog for you so you have more time to post on my site.
Thank you for your attention to this matter.

Helen Platt

A few days later:

Hello Wil,
Sorry to bother you again with this whole forum issue but I fear it may be getting out of hand. Visitors are beginning to doubt the authenticity of your posts in my forontes. I can't imagine why because I am writing some of my best Haiku in there. It would help me a great deal if you would just pop by and post a comment. You know, throw around a few Wil-isms to quell the rising doubt. Strangely, people do not doubt the William Shatner posts.
Anyway, here again is my blog site: http://www.chargedmultimedia.com/exanimo/ Click on the forum links on your right or your left. Either one will do.
Thanks
Helen

THE E-MAIL:

Maybe it's because you're a better writer than I am, and they see right through it? Try writing lousy junk.

Good luck!

Wil

here's what he MEANT:

Maybe it's because you're a better writer than I am,
(I am humbled by your talent with words and kneel at your feet in worshipful awe)
and they see right through it?
(they would rather read what you have to say anyway)
Try writing lousy junk.
(Even if you tried to write badly it would be pure poetry)

Good luck!
(I love you forever)

Wil
(Your loyal servant always)

You have to learn to read between the lines.
There you go. Try not to be jealous. Feel free to gossip and spread rumors.
Later.
ps. side note to Rex. I know you are reading. Yes, yes, I know you don't feel special anymore. Stop whining and post damn it!