The mother of my army
This is a note for the Polish-language spammers that have been “commenting” on my blog. At you, I laugh with roar. My last name might look and sound Polish, but my ancestry is mostly German. Both of my grandfathers spoke German, and I believe my maternal grandmother is the only one with even a little bit of non-German in her, and it’s all Western European. So there.
(Not that I expect the spam to stop, but at least I get to tell them off here.)
The news of the day: This is the last day of my Kickstarter, and it’s pretty obvious I’m not going to hit goal. That’s fine. No really, I mean that. If I give up at the first sign of difficulty, I should just give up and resign myself to writing dry technical manuals for the rest of my life. To that, I say a resounding NO. Bite me, world. I’m going to do this one way or another, and if the only way is a hostile takeover of the publishing industry armed with rattan sticks and backed by an army of rabbits, then let the warrior bunny breeding program commence.
I’ve already got the sticks.
I’m polish, but I hate Spam. Anyway, my point is that you ROCK. That’s all.
Przykro mi to słyszeć Twój Kickstarter nie ułoży. Na plan B!
🙂
You are pushing it, Andrew! Good thing I like that.