the one with the issue with jerry

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Jerry infrequently reads the site; about two weeks ago I got sick of saying, “Hey, I added something to the blog. Go read it.” So, last night I was surprised when he said, “You’re mean, writing stories about me, making people think all I am is stinky.”

I said, “Babe, you’ve had every opportunity to respond to any disparaging remark I put up on the blog. Would you please, just once, write a little something?” I have a hell of a time keeping the blog fresh, and I crave hearing different voices here.

He was inches away from writing a response to Magnus’s comment, and then demurred. His issue is that there’s been all this expectation built up at his appearance. He likened it to Vera Peterson, Maris Crane, or Stan Walker. Because he has no voice, he remains intriguing. I wanted to publish Jen-An and Owen’s pictures, but he had the same argument. I see his point.

However, Jerry is a real person to me, and while it’s great that he’s okay with being such great fodder for the blog, it prevents you from seeing him as a real person. Believe me; that isn’t going to stop me from exploiting him, but my wee conscience gives me pangs sometimes.

That’s all. No concluding remark.

Ooo! I got one, a little something you can take away from this post.

If you are a blogger and want to keep it entertaining, you need to make sure that you’re married or partnered to a freak. If you’re married or partnered to a bore right now, poison him or her and make it look like suicide. Inherit all his or her money, and find a freak. You’ll thank me later.