That’s what one of my closest friends called my blog.

“Just an online diary”

That was followed by “and why do you refuse to put advertising on it? Other people make money off those things.”

The word things was said with a hint of disdain.

I answered “making money off of things is not always important.”

Their answer – a lock of such shock that you would have thought I had stripped naked, painted myself blue, and run down the main drag.

What say you?

– moblogged from a table at Starbucks where I sit recovering