Ok, I’ve been cement surfing for a full week now. And it’s been rough. In the UK they actually call it “sleeping rough”. They may be on to something there. It seems to be the most accurate terminology for the event. In the U.S. when people do recreational camping, they often refer to it as
“roughing it”. Right now the closest terminology in the U.S. is “sleeping out”. The urban dictionary http://www.urbandictionary.com/ calls it “cement surfing” (because I put that definition in there).
My cold doesn’t seem to be so bad this morning, thankfully. Last night I did get some generic Sudafed to take. I had a few left over from the last time I was sick, back when I was cement surfing before getting into the tent, but those didn’t last very long. I for that, I am now officially out of money until next month’s check. I may try my hand at panhandling. Since people are going to be giving to panhandlers anyway, might as well get my share of it. At least I’ll put it towards things like food and laundry.
Although things are a bit dire I’m still smiling. Why am I happy? you might ask. Well I’ll tell you. There are few things that give me as much satisfaction as the success of my blog. It’s the one thing that I can say I created by myself that actually became something good. It’s not so easy having a successful blog, especially these days. Most people have their noses stuck in Facebook and they rarely venture away from it. But why am I smiling today? Well, the blog’s readership numbers are again sky rocketing. That, and I’m starting to get hate mail again. I’ve learned over time that there are certain types of blog posts that get the most attention, and I’ve been writing more of those. A month ago I was averaging only 800 page views a day, but this past week I’ve been averaging 1200 page views per day. And, at the same time the amount of hate mail I get is increasing.
I no longer pay attention to the hate mail, it’s all the same – has been the same drivel since the beginning of the blog. And I’m more thick skinned. That kind of mail used to bother me, and for it I would change what I wrote. Of course then my readership would drop. Well, no more of that. I’m going to continue writing in the same fashion, regardless.