I am going to try to bring this thing to life one last time. Like, really try. It’s been so long since I have tended to this page that I had hair in the most recent pictures of me. I don’t even remember how to do it, but it’s starting to come back to me. So…here goes.

I was laying in bed last night and weird stuff continued to come to me like it always does. For example, I made up the word “heretickle”, which, clearly, is “heretical”, but funny. I looked. The website is available. I imagined this whole thing where I bought the domain and we made merry.

In the past, I would have regarded that stupid idea as valuable. I certainly wouldn’t have written anything about it at a place like this – where EVERYBODY could read it. I suppose I thought I was different and that ideas like this didn’t come to other people. I thought I had the ability to turn those silly ideas, that came to me as I was trying to keep from having to get up to pee at 3 am, into a product that would connect with people.

Once connected, I would sell people the silly books I wrote and further connect with them. We’d be so goddamned connected that my kids would ask you to do their laundry.

Turns out I am none of these things. My ideas are not particularly unique or profitable. I am no great writer. I was told I was. I am not. I am not even particularly good at putting it all together into a consumable product. I am just a guy.

The only thing about me that is truly special is that I am compelled to keep trying. I had a wonderful idea for a book called A More Convenient Reality right after I had the dumb heretickle idea. I would love to sell you that book. I still want to write Undergrynd, which the brilliant Dean Jens agreed to consult on. There is so much potential for fun and connection here. I just need to sell you on it.

Who are you? You are older than 35. You remember blogs and how they worked. You are getting sick of social media. The ads. Tha Algorithms. The fact that you are the product. But you still want to hang out, talk shit and have fun. Can we pretend like we’re at my bar and just hang out? I would really enjoy that…