From time to time I like to pull the logs of the search phrases used to reach this fine webpage. I wonder at times… What topics do people think I can offer insight into? What do people want to know? How can I educate?
Instead, I discover that people think I run a fan club.
Bill Leisner’s fan club.
Readers!
We have gone over this. Bill is entirely capable of running his own fan club.
Bill. Doesn’t. Need. Me!
Of course, the irony of this rant does not escape me. People will continue to come here, thinking I run Bill’s fan club because of the text on this page that Google so mercilessly indexes. I live in the vain hope, however, that just as I am no longer the top hit on the phrase “Kevin Dilmore Fan Club” that someday I will no longer be the top hit on “Bill Leisner Fan Club.”
Nor am I Anakin Skywalker’s father. But that goes without saying.
What a strange world it is in which we live! 😉
Wait… you’re saying this isn’t…?
Hmm.
Well… uh…
*Rushes out the door*
Maybe for shits and giggles I should do up fliers for the Bill Leisner Fan Club and have them at the Meet-the-Pros Party at Shore Leave. People out there on the Interweb think I run the BLFC, so maybe they’re trying to tell me something….
So here’s what I’m thinking. People can come up, get Constellations autographed, and pick up a flier about joining the BLFC. Maybe ten dollars gets you an autographed photo and a laminated ID card. 😆
I like it, I like it! :hat: