BEDiM 2013 : DAY 27

(A Blog Every Day in May 2013 Challenge Entry)

ACK! I’m a bit sore from a late night workout this weekend. Took a day for it to set in. something about onset delay blah blah blah whatever. Oh my nuts. At least it’s a good sore, and I’ll hold faith that the payoff will be worth it; once I’m rockin’ that George Clooney body I’ll never have. Taking a second day off, though, doesn’t sound too bad.

Random Jak Fact  #112: I once told a friend that I would make a great butler, and that I would look just like George Clooney, only... hairier. And that was the only difference.

Today’s prompt:

Day 27, Monday: A letter to your readers

Where to Begin

Dear Jakker Trackers,

You may not realize you are Jakker Trackers, but that is exactly what you are; my sidebar proves it. I wanted to take a moment to thank you all for taking the time to follow along and listen to my random rambles. Random may be an understatement. You all are either robots, zombies, or gluttons for punishment, considering how long my rambles can go on for. I appreciate the patience and time you’ve all spent getting through these posts. I love your comments, and building interactions and dialog with you all. I look forward to it!

Soon you will ALL be familiar with Jak-speak! Then I shall take over the world! I mean we... >.> Yes, we... Along with my army of bush babies!

I’ve stated that while this blog — and the writing involved — is for myself, it’s also for you. To open bits and pieces of myself, exposing my innards to the world... Fuck that’s gross... Figuratively... Sharing some of the more closed off parts of my being — my soul — with those caring to listen. But, I will be brutally honest on the flip end: if you decided to stop listening, that’s okay too, I would continue on. I’m well practiced in talking to myself, why not writing to myself?

Did that ruin the moment? I hope not, because I’m a brutally honest kind of guy. If taking offense, you may have accidentally wandered into the wrong place. This isn’t a field of tulips in which we tiptoe around in fear of stepping on one. Sometimes those suckers get crushed, and that’s okay. That’s life.

That being said, I’m beyond grateful for the friends I’ve already made since I began blogging just months ago. Also, those made during NaNoWriMo 2012. Most everyone has been supportive and it’s been a great experience. The rough patches were smoothed over and hiccups worked out, just as the ones to come will be. There will indeed be more roadblocks along this journey, and again, that’s okay. Whether alone or with help I will overcome them. Though, I’d much prefer you to be there with me.

I’ll apologize (maybe this should have been the post for my BEDiM apology) for falling behind, once again, with comments and reading on my end. I feel dirty about it really, but I’m one damned slow reader. I’d like to think that once I get to the entries you are sharing with the world, that it’s evident just how grateful I am to be engaging within your own communities.

I sometimes wonder if there are blogger conventions or meetups. Those type of social interactions have existed within gaming, podcasting, and vlogging communities, so why not blogging?

Once the BEDiM Challenge wraps up I’ve a handful of topics I plan to touch on, but I’m also curious if there happens to be certain subjects my readers may wish to have discussed. Subjects/topics they would like to know my thoughts and/or opinions on. Maybe questions they — you — have for me. Feel free to share, if so.

With how randomly lost my posts probably get in the daily mix, and with how late I post, I may bring this topic up again.

Thank you again for following along and partaking in this journey with me. It means the world to me, and I’m looking forward to our future together! Once I... we... take over the world, that is! Along with the bush babies, hereafter referred to as the Bush Baby Brigade, there will be no stopping m... us... no stopping us.

Yours truly,

The Jak

A.K.A. Slowplay
A.K.A. EmoJak

Are there any subjects you would like to see discussed in the future? Are you a robot, zombie, or glutton for punishment? Do you know anyone who could smuggle me an army of bush babies? I’d really hate to go round them all up myself. I know... lazy becomes me.