If you’re reading this, then Tim Swanson is rotting in a Turkish prison whereby his daily meals come in the form of leather shoe soles and spamburgers.
Actually, he’s dead…
I’ve made a post everyday (except yesterday) for the past 4 months. I started blogging after I saw just how fast and easy it was to drive traffic to your site. Having an ego the size of Texas (fortunately I live in the great country of Texas) this was not a problem and in fact worked in my favor more often than not.
At the same time I also started a web hosting company to get others on the same super neat path of Zen/Ohm/42 I had discovered. Well, although that is still going, my entire life will for the foreseeable future be entirely consumed with my meatspace job in sales.
The reason I mention this is because I probably won’t be blogging much (yes, horror of horrors) and I thought it would be polite and courteous to inform you as to why.
It’s not your fault, it’s mine.
And no, I didn’t fake any of them.
Also, for those of you that would like to engage in a non-platonic relationship with me, I’m sorry to break it to you but I’m no longer interested in your inferior non-me livelihoods.
Feel free to send me any “Get Well Soon” or “I hope death wasn’t too bad” cards, I mean, what is this world coming to when Monsieur Moi is no longer blogging the night away?
- Timoguapo