Farewell, Damn It.
Possibly my all-time favorite blogger, Princess Sparkle Pony*, has gone out of business.
When Big Sis, a frequent Pulp Friction commenter and my actual big sister, first learned of PSP's brilliant blog, she uncharacteristically spent tons of consecutive hours reading PSP from beginning to end.
She'd call me repeatedly from Austin, laughing hysterically at one entry or another.
PSP for me was a daily essential. My ritual was to make coffee, boot up and head straight to read PSP.
From watching Condaleezza Rice's hair-dos, to turning us all on to Austria's glorious Ursula Plassnik, to ripping idiot politicians and media humps to shreds, PSP made even the worst news a little sunnier and a whole lot funnier.
She turned GOP Chair Michael Steele into a Boston Terrier. She tortured Sarah Palin.
She had fashion tips, religious quips and artsy Photoshopped pics.
She could be bitchy, even to her loyal cadre of commenters.
Do not report the verification word, thinking it's funny, she warned.
Do not add links or otherwise try to scoop her.
Do not try to out-funny her, even though that would be impossible.
I met a lot of my best bloggy pals through her comments box. My dear D-Cap, FranIAm, Matty Boy and others' blogs became links on my blog.
When she quit, I wrote to her creator Petey and asked what had happened. I fretted that he was not okay. He replied that he was okay. Undaunted, I wrote again and suggested he rest up and return another day. No, he said firmly.
Well, that's just not good enough.
PSP is so much better than Sarah Palin, and the word quitter should not be an adjective they share.
The only way I will accept his resignation is if he's got a book contract to publish the entire blog, from beginning to end. I'd buy that book.
Petey's got too much talent to take it away from us.
The world lost Princess Diana, now this shit.
The terrorists have won.
*PSP is listed to the right on my blogroll