Blogging, it appears, is a very good way for my friends to stay in
touch without actually having to stay in touch. Since it's a place
for me to brain-dump, all too frequently what I post on the fly makes
me seem like a cross between Charlie Brown (depressed), Bill the Cat
(ack!) and an ADHD teenager (ohmigawwd spastic).
But those crisis posts which get thrown up are a virtual Bat Signal.
Commissioner Gordon shines it into the vapor, and like clockwork, my
cell phone starts buzzing, flashing, and vibrating.
The pack starts circle and check in, mostly along the lines of:
"Are you OKAY? What's going ON?"
It makes me bow with gratitude that I have such lovely friends.
Gassho.
2 comments:
Damn, that was the point I was going to make. Unfortunately I was in Seattle the last two days on business and didn't ge tthe chance.
I know I am not always available what with the family responsbilities and all, but I hope you know I am always there for you. I know you have plenty of friends (and even some strangers) who love you just the way you are.
So screw the assholes who want to bring you down for their own petty repressed reasons and never, ever take them as a serious reflection of who you are. Just leave 'em in the dust and don't waste too much of your time with them. Of course, that's easy for me to say, so I'm saying it!
Rothstein
Ace - you know i know it!
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