Is anyone out there?

Dear loyal followers–if you exist.  Actually, I know of only one person who regularly follows this blog.  If you (others) are out there, I need to hear from you via the contact link at the top.  Otherwise, I've got a lot hotter irons in the fire than  to waste time playing with this blog. 

As do most people, I 've got a real job.  I might have written a book; in fact, I might have written a darn good book, maybe even one of the best books you'll ever read.  I'll go one step further and say Time Pullers might make into one of the best movies you've ever seen, but that is not in the works, and writing does not pay the bills.  In fact, I've never made even one red cent from my writing; quite the opposite, I've had a lot of expenses in conjunction with my writing.  It has been a rather expensive hobby, and I'm not sure I can even justify taking any tax deduction in conjunction with it, since, again, I have seen no income from it whatsoever.

Unfortunately, writing is a hobby I can no longer afford.  It was, at best, an experiment.  Again, I think there are many who could be quite enthusiastic about my book, but alas, there are few who know about it; thus, there are few who have or ever will read it.

Here's the bottom line, amigos: From here on out, unless I hear from you–any of you, I will update this blog, at most, once a month.   I know that is not frequently enough to sustain a following, but, as best I can tell, I have no following.  So, what's the point?  Only you can tell me if there is a point.  Right now, I can't see it.  BWOT (Big Waste of Time).

Tom, I'm sorry.  I know you read this blog and peruse my photos, but I have to study for the CompTIA Security+ exam.  I'm being forced to get this certification, even though I'm not a network person–I'm a software developer.  This whole deal sucks.  It's a very difficult certification to pass, requiring years of experience, and, realistically, you need the A+ and the Network+ certifications as prerequisites, neither of which I have.  Again, I'm not a network person, and whoever decided that I need this has Acme bricks for brains (I'm being nice), but it's that or lose my job.  Well, all I have to say is that those decision-makers better hope that I'm never made king.  Public burning at the stake comes to mind, and, in case you didn't know, burning at the stake was not typically a quick death.  No–slow roasting was the order of the day.  Just ask William Tyndale.  But I think burning at the stake is too good for them.

I'm not going to take this blog down–for now–but at some point, if it cotinues to be clear that no one is visiting it, I definitely will.

Jetzt–zwischen Leber und Milz, passt immernoch ein Pilz.  Es tut mir leid, aber ich kann es nicht mehr tun, weil alles ab gef***** sein.  Adios.  Sayoonara.  Au revoir.  Dasvidaniya.  Later, gator.