I went over to visit my friend LeeLee of “Thoughts & Meanderings” yesterday. She has been bitten by the FB bug so she does not blog as much as she used to.
Today was a post with the Eric Clapton song “Tears In Heaven” and a note that it was for her friend JL4.
I shot over to visit to see what it was about and from the posts nothing looked different. But in the comment section for the last post was a comment. In part it said this:
This is his daughter. If I knew the password for this blogger account I would be making a formal post and not just a comment. But unfortunately I don't know it and couldn't even begin to guess…I'm sad to report that my dad passed away early in the morning on July 31st.. Quickly, painlessly and easily. For those familiar with his earlier posts I'm sorry to say: the monster won. But never was there a more worthy adversary.
What a sad thing for a child to have to do. And I also thought about the fact that his blog will stay on his last post forever...a very funny posting BTW…This was it in it’s entirety:
California Commissions New QuarterOK, so the guy was a Red Sox fan…can not hold that against him (well, I would have given him some grief if I had known of his blog...in one of his first entries he states; "Oh...and I absolutely have a life-long love affair with the Boston Red Sox. Remember the snobbery part mentioned above? That applies to anyone coming on here going "go Yankees" or anything imbecile like that as well. I don't like the Yankees or Yankee fans. If that upsets you, get over it.")
JL4 was a Republican, who back in 2006 wrote "I'm a republican who is deeply troubled with the actions of the current administration, and no...that doesn't mean I'm becoming a democrat and I now want to hear your babbling baloney either."
The guy was very funny. He had a great sense of humor. I will continue to read through his posts while they exist.
I asked myself why...why am I compelled to read a blog written by a man who admittedly, without meeting me, doesn't like me simply because I am a Yankee fan. A man who on his profile answered the question "You're wearing a sweater that stretches down to your feet. What color belt do you put on?"
With the answer, "I'm not gay, therefore I don't wear sweaters."
It could be because in some strange blcidence (in MIMI of "Mimi Writes" speak that is blog + coincidence), he and I are/were similar in some ways.
JL4 says in one of his first posts, "I use the ... 3-dot thing a lot. Why I don't know. Gramatically(sic), I couldn't tell you the first thing about what it means. I guess for me it's just a way of expressing the way I pause for thought or effect. In most cases it will be for effect, because true thought rarely enters my head." Well, if you have been here more than two days in a row, you know the "... 3-dot thing" lives here on The Couch.
But, I'll tell you what? When or if I figure out why I now feel compelled to read on, I will share it with y'all.
Another thing I keep coming back to his daughter hopeful to put up one last post for her dad and not knowing his password.
A few years ago, I thought about sending my password and instructions on what to do if something ever happened to me to either Matt or my best friend, as I was living alone in Memphis and had just had my first real scare (kidney stones, all alone, having to call the ambulance with no one nearby to reach out to)...but that, even then, seemed too freakin' morbid...
Now, with Nancy, it is easy.
I wonder though…have you thought about that? Do you have a contingency plan in place for your blog? Hell, do you have a will?
Jorma & Jack at the Fox Theater in Boulder, CO on December 13th 2000. "Death Don't Have No Mercy"
