The first time I met Dave was in a tiny cafe on the corner of Edinburgh and Bathilda Ave. in downtown Minneapolis. We were there for the intra-global convention of bloggers and Dave was the keynote speaker for the session on "How to Generate Fodder and Maintain Gaseous Buildup." His speech brought tears to the eyes of many, and there was general wailing and moaning of repentance from Dave's conviction, like a modern day Jonathan Edwards (see "Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God" for more info). But me? I wasn't having any of it. No sir. I did not even get to witness his great speech, for I was too busy watching "Ernest Goes to Camp" with the kid-bloggers in the next room, gorging myself on marshmallows and CapriSun. Had I only known. But, I met him at the cafe and we played a rousing game of Scrabble, wherein he stomped my inferior vocabulary and then proceeded to name-call me and throw bagel pieces at my head.
At some point in the future Dave realized that I was a fan of Joe Abercrombie's First Law books. I had just finished reading book one, The Blade Itself, and was musing about purchasing the last two books of the trilogy when Dave sent me a message saying he had them and would gladly mail them to me, free of charge. I was taken aback at his generosity, willing to give two perfectly readable books to a complete stranger. So I gave him my addy and then, lo, a few days later there were two perfectly readable books sitting on my kitchen table, silently beckoning me to dive in. Perhaps it was this act of generosity that made me dive in a bit further to "My Little Corner of the World."
Dave's blog was a constant source of amusement and a perfect way to kill time. (For, truly, what more can one expect with a blog? While blogging is a great way to learn and discover new things, it's rarely something one can do professionally, and as such is usually relegated to free-time/down-time/slow-time. How many of us actually place our blogs at the top of our lists of important things to do? I enjoy blogging and reading other blogs, but they're certainly not top priority.) Each morning I would open up my Google Reader and wade through the collected feeds, reading what I was interested in, passing what I wasn't. But if "My Little Corner..." ever had a new post, I'd never skip. In fact, almost always, I'd reserve it for last, cherishing the silly randomness that sits so close to my heart. You truly never knew what to expect. Perhaps it was this strange affection for odd and desultory posts that kept my attention on his world.
One thing Dave's posts never lacked was that they were always interesting. It's fascinating how much you can learn about someone after following a blog of theirs. They let, either intentionally or by accident, tiny pieces of their lives slip in. Some bloggers go all emo and intimate. Others guard their personality behind a wall of anonymity. Dave fell more so into the latter group, but even then there were things he'd let out that could give you a peak of what was going on, never fully opening himself up to the public, but slightly cracking from time to time. And at these times I felt compelled to say a prayer for him and his life. Perhaps it was this razor-thin line between anonymity and real-life that pulled me back to his blog.
The hour draws nigh and it is now time to say farewell. So long faithful blogger and frequent commenter. Thanks for the beautiful landscape photos that were always breathtaking. Thanks for recommending White Ninja and Left-Handed Toons and the many other recommendations. Thanks for churning the motors in my mind, forcing me to think about deep theological quandaries from time to time. Thanks for the often funny pictures. Thanks once again for the Abercrombie books (which have now been passed on to K. Denby, another fellow blogger, in continuation of your generosity). Most of all, thanks for sharing your world, even if it was only a corner of it. The blogosphere will be a bit darker now without your posts.
