The Month of Driveling Langorously

Happy Birthday to me! Happy Birthday to me! Hey everyone, this site just celebrated its one month birthday. What? That's not a thing? Well, la-di-da, look at you Mr. Encyclopedia. You're a real hotshot. 

Annnyyywho... so yeah, it's been a month of daily posts. And my plan is to continue that for some time. Hell, I've got plenty to say. And you've got nowhere else to go. What are you going to do? Read the other daily magic blogs with scintillating content? Exactly. I get a lot of emails asking if I'm going to disappear again. I realize I'm responsible for this question due to my previous actions. When I wrote MCJ I would go on hiatuses, take treasure hunting voyages, and just disappear for weeks. And then, of course, the whole site vanished. But don't worry sweetheart, Daddy's here. I'm not going anywhere anytime soon. I cleared out a couple months in my life to make this site a priority. And when that time is over I will hopefully still be able to continue it at the same pace if I can think of some way to make the site self-supporting. Our best hope is that some wealthy benefactor writes me a fat check every year to keep the site going. And if he has some weird contingency like I have to fuck him once a year, I'm fine with that. 

Where was I? Oh, a number of people have emailed me and asked me how they can support the site. At this point in time all I ask is that you read it and spread the word to people you think might like it. The longevity of this site does not depend on massive amounts of readers. But there is a subset of magicians who are really into the type of stuff I'm writing about and the longevity of this site does depend on as many of them finding this site as possible. A lot of you have already been spreading the word and it's been cool to watch the fanbase grow in a very grassroots way. It's almost like a secret-society. There are no comments on this site. I have essentially no social media presence. The only advertising I want to do (buy every banner ad on the Magic Cafe) Steve Brooks won't allow. So this site has grown very organically. And it's satisfying to see. Not because I need the validation of strangers reading my words. But because when I read message boards or attend magic conventions I often think, "I might as well live on a different planet than these people." So it's nice to see that my perspective on things is shared by others. 

Don't get me wrong. A lot of people still hate this site. They react to it the same way this lady reacts to handbags:

They look down on us like we're a bunch of slobs. These snobs with their family crests, long cigarette holders, and country club lunches. They're like those people in the song Signs by Five Man Electrical Band, the people who went to the trouble of having a sign made that said "long-haired freaky people need not apply." A sign! They think they can just write us a check and we'll stop seeing their daughter? Are you kidding me? Sloane and I are in love, and you're going to have to find a way to deal with that or I'll be at her bedroom window with a ladder at the next full moon. And I don't care what the town council says. We will have a school dance if we want. The mistake you make is in thinking this site is just me, but in reality there is an army forming. And we will pop out of the ground and mow you down fucking Red Dawn style if you get in our way. Wolverines!!! Am I mixing up my 80s movie references? You would think that, wouldn't you? Everything has to fit into a nice little box in your world. You see us as you want to see us... In the simplest terms and the most convenient definitions. But what we found out is that each one of us is a brain...and an athlete...and a basket case...a princess...and a criminal. Does that answer your question?

Sincerely yours, the Breakfart Club.