I will start blogging again, I promise. I don't know when.
Updated at 7:45pm: I have just spent a long time going through the posts from Comic Book World and posting them here, basically merging the two blogs. Damn, that's time consuming. And sometimes I cross-posted and accidentally posted both.
But I gotta tell you, reading those CBW posts, and reflecting on the email I got from That Asshole (aka Deadtome) yesterday, I honestly think he was reading a different blog than the one I was writing. People, did I write anything even remotely threatening to him in those posts? They're all here. He sent me this bullshit email yesterday intimating that I threatened to physically harm him, with all my talk of claws and stilettos and gangsters and guns.
Tell me honestly, did I do that? Did I write anything actually threatening? No, seriously, you can be honest with me.
Okay, in that last post on TBB, I did offer to give him the ass-kicking of his life. I'll admit that.
I do believe, ladies and gentlemen, that a guilty conscience reduced the man to a quivering mass of paranoia.
Updated at 8:17pm: And speaking of assholes I've encountered on the internet, I just checked, and despite my polite request, that idiot still has my picture on his blog. He's one of those internet trolly-types who seems to think because he can hide behind a proxy server the hateful, racist things he says are super-clever and funny. Yeah, he's just hilarious. Not that it really matters, since he's linking to a dead blog, but still, if someone asks you, politely, to do something as simple as unlink, shouldn't you just do it? I've halfassedly followed this noxious idiot's antics on the web for the last four years, mainly through being disgusted by his comments on someone else's blog, but every now and then I would go over to his blog, kinda with my hands in my pockets, whistling into the air, "Poo-tee-wheet, I wonder what the Klan is doing tonight over here in this field? Why, look! Is that a burning cross! It is! Better beatfeet it outta here before he sees my not-white ass!" What the hell is wrong with people? Human beings respect others' polite requests, Internet bullies just hide behind proxy servers. Plus, he's using my photo without permission. Dick.
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My.TruthLoveEnergy.com is Coming (back) Soon... too. The drop from documenting, writing, vlogging, podcasting, expression in general is a painfully-missed part of my days for me. AND I miss your antics, too, you kwazy thang, you! Get on it!
I like the look of this thing and esp the Goodfellas tagline. This is gonna be fun. :)
It'll just be more of the same, only without so much anguish.
Troy, I have missed you, baby.
Good, the anguish is not worth it. I beat myself up over something at some point daily and its usually a wasted effort.
As for Deadtome, its revisionist history. It makes him feel better about seperating. If he knows you, and you have led me to believe that he does, he knows you would not hurt him physically...although he does sound like the antithesis of tough. I believe his hands are softer and pinker then mine, by a hair, so he there may be a glimmer of fear there.
Ace
And how did you know I've been going to the old site? Damn cyber trail.
Ace
The Statcounter is the magic 8-ball of the internet, dude.
DTM needs to get out more.
I've never met you in meatspace, yet I'm PRETTY FUCKING SURE you were being all metaphorical and shit with your ass-kicking writing. Someone has a guilty conscience.
You're right, Don, sorry if that made you squirm. I'll edit that in the morning. (Blogger too big for my Kberry browser for posting/editing) I've only invited a handful of folks over here, anyway, most of them people I know in the temporal world, who couldn't care less, but all of whom would take a bullet for me.
Oh, there I go, talking about violence and guns again.
Anyone of my seven readers feel threatened by that? Just let me know!
Yeah, real threatened, as I'm about to go clean a couple rifles so I can take my son to the range Saturday.
I came back to delete my comment because after about an hour I realized I was correcting you on your own blogpsace and I really want to break habits like that. But too late.
But seriously? "intimating that [you] threatened to physically harm him"? Huh. No. I missed that.
Don, the second you start messing with me and my apostrophe-in-the-possessive-form issues, I'm benching you! It's a problem, I know.
I was going to do a point-by-point refudiation of the second-to-last bile-soaked email I received, but figured it was just easier to let him trundle away like an oompa-loompah thinking, "Well, I guess I told HER."
And I said "refudiation" on purpose.
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