I have the best Readers on the Internet, bar none. That’s not sucking up, that’s a statement of fact.
When I put out my call for help last week, I had no idea what the response would be, mostly because everyone’s having pretty much the same kind of trouble I am, and let’s be honest, this blog is pretty thin gruel as a platform on which to base an appeal.
This is not a blog which offers legal advice, or medical advice, or even soft stuff which feeds the soul like movie reviews or stuff like that. All you get for your visit is, well, all the stuff you see if you hit the “page back” buttons at the bottom: guns, women, anger, commentary, vitriol and the occasional review of stuff I like that others may not be aware of, e.g. Dutch metal, an unknown artist or some obscure gun.
What I was not prepared for was the generosity and the breadth of your response to my appeal, which has been, in a word, astonishing. Just so you know, you’ve basically kept the wolf from the door by enabling me to pay some large and unexpected costs, most especially a massive medical bill for New Wife, and a couple more of similar magnitude. Were I still Ubering, I could have taken care of most of that just by working longer hours (as I have in the past), but with the Uber business drying up completely, that was no longer an option.
Instead, I can breathe freely for the next few weeks until the insanity is over and I can get back to work again. And if all goes well, when the self-isolation and lockdowns go away and life can creep back to normal, New Wife can finally get a job so we can actually start saving.
We can but hope.
So on behalf of both Angie and myself, please accept our humblest and most grateful thanks. Whether by small Patreon contributions or by larger single amounts, you my Readers have taken untold stress out of our life.
In return, while I’m still self-isolating (not splendidly, by the way — how ironic is that title now?) I promise to continue this blog with even greater zeal than I have before. One Reader used these words (paraphrased, lest he be embarrassed): “When your old website went dark before, I missed it badly — and if I can help it, that’s never going to happen again.” Others said similar wonderful things, and all I can say is that you made New Wife cry, because she doesn’t know you like I do and was completely blindsided.
And using my isolation to good effect: in a couple of weeks’ time, I will have completed a long-promised but creatively-blocked novel, which I will put on sale through Kindle so that everyone reading this can get one, for about the price of a lottery ticket.
It’s often said that “Words cannot express my gratitude” and that’s very true, but I’ve nevertheless tried to do so here, and I hope I’ve succeeded.
Thank you all, and bless every one of you for your generosity, kind words and support.
