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This Is Not the Kind of 'Solo' I Want, Dammit!

Well, folks, the blogiverse has lost a star, at least for a while. The venerable 'poo -- Shampoo, that is -- has closed up shop. And things are a little less hilarious in her absence. Tis a sad day, indeed.

I haven't met, or even corresponded directly with, many bloggers out there. Including 'poo. But her posts were spectacular -- her humor dry, her wit sublime. Certainly, I wouldn't say I felt like I knew her, but she did make me care. And laugh, and dig through her archives just a bit.

(Sorry for the mess I left, 'poo. I promise to vacuum next time I rummage through your attic.)

There are a few folks out in the blogosphere that I've had more or less direct contact with. Sue Playdee was kind enough to accept and publish my recipe for bratwurst. Hilatron posted my 'guest post' on getting fired from my job. And I've traded email or comments, or both, with Shelley, Lara, and Andy, among others. I even know who Jonathan is, though since we met before we knew the other had a site, he's not technically just a 'blog-friend'.

I enjoy a lot of other blogs, too, of course. My sidebar is full of witty folks and tittery tirades. (And, on more than one occasion, just plain 'titty tirades'. Hell, I'm even guilty of joining in that particular fray myself.) But to most folks out there in Blogland, I'm just a lurker. A regular reader, perhaps, but an infrequent commenter, and an unlikely emailer. It's not that I don't care; I just don't often know what to say -- what to add to contribute something unique to the idea, or to show my appreciation. So, I generally stay pretty quiet and keep to myself. It's high school all over again.

But the 'poo holds a special place for me. Not only was her blog spectacular, but she helped contribute to mine. Perhaps she was just being polite (and following the rules) when I asked her to send me five interview questions. But she sent some damned good ones, with thought and mischief behind them, and then came back to read the answers. It's a small gesture, perhaps, but supremely appreciated by a starting-out blogger with just a couple of months of drivel under his belt. It made me feel like I was 'in the club'.

(Finally -- whew!)

Now, I don't know whether Shampoo plans to keep up with her blog reading, or if she ever checked in here much.

(Though she's also one of a handful of people who have honored me by linking to my site. And that was before the interview request. And she kept my link up even after I answered her questions as goofily as I possibly could. Is that a pal, or what!?)

But 'poo, if you're out there, and you're reading this, I just want to say 'thanks'. Thanks for the laughs and the support, and for all the hard work that you put into your site. I sincerely hope that you'll come back someday, and that the day is sometime soon. Do let us know if you get the itch to come back, okay?

Maybe one day we'll even meet in person. I owe you a beer for giving me such good -- and hard, dammit! -- questions to answer. So maybe I'll get to pay my debt someday.

(Hey, any excuse to get near the 'best boobs in the world', right, guys?)

So for now, Shampoo, rest well. Take it easy. Relax. We'll do our best to hold down the fort for you while you're away, living a less hectic and more private life. And if you decide to come back, we'll be here, ready to snort orange juice out our noses and onto our monitors in response to some particularly hilarious bit of yours. (No, really -- we live for that shit, no matter how gross it sounds.) So take care, and we'll hope to run into you again someday. Best of luck, and best wishes. We'll miss you, 'poo.