TBP – WHERE EVERYONE KNOWS YOUR ALIAS

I was thinking about how to ask for support for TBP without sounding like a greedy bastard. I hate these posts. Other sites ask for support on a monthly basis. Last year I tried to get away with one post in April, but without more regular reminders, the donations dried up as the year went on. So I had to do a second late in the year – and the response was overwhelming. You fine folks donated $17,000 to help keep TBP fighting.

I set the goal at $16,000 for 2017 and decided to take Francis Marion’s advice and do a quarterly post. So that makes it an even $4,000 per quarter to achieve the goal. You would think TBP’s 33% increase in visitor counts over last year might translate into more support. Evidently, the new visitors are really poor or really tight with a dollar. With just over two weeks left in the quarter, we’re really not close to $4,000.

I was thinking about how to describe TBP in a humorous manner and last night Cheers popped into my mind. It was one of my favorite shows during my early twenties. I loved the goofy camaraderie and funny characters. You have to admit, TBP has many of the same characteristics. There is no doubt Stucky is Norm – the funny, sarcastic, lovable, rapscallion who stirs the drink on TBP. I guess I’m Sam (we’re both bald, but I don’t wear a piece) We have dozens of Cliff Clavin’s who know it all. We also have dozens of goofy characters like Coach and Woody.

We have a big dysfunctional family and it has the feel of sitting around a bar, busting balls, telling stories, and pontificating on what’s wrong with world outside our little oasis. It keeps me entertained and distracted from the propagandized world outside.

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