Went to Emawkc at 3 o'clock am. I read his post about TKC, so I moved on to read TKC. I have to say that I've experienced a varied bunch of emotions. Anger at TKC, happiness from the blogger friends I've made, sadness from Greg's death... Here's my post that I left at 3 o'clock am.
That is the last fucking time I read TKC! Life's too short. Fucktard! Greg had it. We loved it. Tony wants it's. But he don't got it. And he never will. At the last blogger gathering (Gov Stumpy's)that Greg was at Greg actually wondered if he was the only black blogger in KC. I didn't care what color Greg was. And I don't think that our color mattered to Greg. He was funny, his writing/language was creative. He shared himself with whom ever ran across his blog. And then he shared himself with us at the blogger gatherings. I miss him. He was a part of my life. TKC wants to belittle the bloggerfriendships we have. All he has accomplished is to show me how dear they are to me. Maybe once a month is not enough to see friends.