...wrote this post a while back, and it might benefit some of you newbies. Newbies being anyone who has had a blog for less than two years, and/or posts once a week or less. Don't like it? Fuck you. Get off my internet.
I know for a fact that Rob read me every day. And I him. We emailed a lot. I won't go into any more detail than that, for several reasons that are none of your business.
He was the quintessential blogger, a true classic. We clicked, because we each sensed the other didn't really give a shit. Though I had the advantage over him of A) being a better writer (and he knew it, and it drove him nuts) and B) I didn't have the issues that emotions bring, which issues he battled until the end.
He had gotten used to having his ass kissed, and I faced him as a man, and there is not enough Chapstick in the world to make any ass-kissing palatable to me. I got a lot of readers from him when he was alive, and I'm guessing that 99% fell away when he died. I wrote the most honest obituary that may have ever been written, and I could feel the collective gasp rushing all across the internets.
Oh well...I have never been about stacking up readers like poker chips. Read, or not. No effect on me. When people give you money for no good reason except that they enjoy you, then you can talk shit.
This ride don't need no tickets. There's just a donation box at the exit. Do, or do not.
Just enjoy. Or not.