As we enter Week 3 of the annual Help Keep The Repo Man From Kim’s Door event, please let me first thank all those of you who have made donations already, from the blogger who I happen to know is himself struggling, to the Regular Readers whose names I recognize, and to the Readers whom I don’t.
Thank you, one and all.
And to those who haven’t yet stepped up to the (collection) plate, please do so if it’s at all possible.
Honestly, it’s your responses and donations that make blogging worthwhile — I don’t do this for the money (or else I’d have ads and paid advertorials all over the place), nor do I write these daily missives for some kind of self-justification.
But it really is nice to be appreciated, and your generosity shows me that, in spades. Thank you.
One last thing. This website is having increasing issues with connectivity — I get those “dropped connections” notices often, sometimes as I’m writing the posts themselves and sometimes when I try to respond in Comments. Even my emails crash when I try to respond to messages. It’s not my wi-fi at home, it is very definitely happening at Hosting Matters, so please be patient as TS II and I try to resolve the thing.
I have no idea why this is going on — it’s a damn nuisance — but I am aware of the situation. If you’re having problems commenting, just wait a few minutes and try again, as I do. Sorry about all that, but it’s outside my control.
Kim,
My contribution to your Zelle address (email on this site) went undeliverable and my email to you regarding same (sent to same address) went unanswered. Naturally, I spent the money on Breakfast Gin, biltong, and ammo, but if you’ll contact me, I can re-sweeten the pot.
TopCat sends…
I apologize. Your last reminder that you were about to head for the street corner with your “Please help. God bless.” cardboard sign, I sat down and wrote out a check. I even found an envelope and stamp and headed for the mailbox. Then I got distracted. And distracted again. And again. Yesterday I found your envelope still on my desk, under a pile of scratched off (non-winning) lottery tickets. This time, I swear, your check is in the mail.
Don’t hate me. I’m old.
I tried to sign up for Zelle and then Venmo but neither seemed to like my phone. Just as well I suppose: I am not fond of having any means of accessing my accounts on my phone so would probably just delete the app after sending you a few bucks. Consequently, I fell back to having my credit union send you an honest-to-goshness paper check. The credit union said it was cashed so I assume you or new wife got it.
Good luck going forward.