Whom is this mysterious entity
@mcblink everyone keeps referring to? Is he some sort of forum legend
as such many of these groups seem to have? Has he been lifted to the esteemed heights of adoration and reverence as one Mr. Poop Knife? Is this "blinky" person now left only to suddenly appear unexpectedly, for unknown reason, a gentle and seriously buzzed Ghost of TTR past?
Will members shower him with adoration, admirements and happy offerings as a once-respected TTR guitar brother? It's likely he will soon be drawn again to just drift off and away silently without notice, leaving bitter sadness in his wake.
Must be a lonely existence.
Perhaps he is now reduced to but a shell of a human man, sobbing quietly into his pillow at night, realizing RiffMasters may just as well go on without him. He selfishly leaves the rest of us TTR members here trying so very hard, going through the motions, pretending to be having fun without our Riffs 'n Spliffs Ambassador.
Will he be welcomed to float back simply on the strength of his storied past? Does his now-deified status require ongoing validation? Is the Legend of McBlink now complete, never-to-be-sullied or forgotten?
I suppose some of you may have fond fleeting memories of his comedic wiener-in-the face sort of escapades. I shall also smile happily remembering his time here as the Heinous Anus. Between the tears, of course.
Perhaps we can agree on a statue... nay, a historic ERECTION be placed in an important area to remember fair blinky. Perhaps the garden courtyard outside the Ambassadors Lounge, a focal point near the pool/patio over by the smoker?
I suggest a man standing proudly upright, possibly nekkid, in the Michelangelo's David tradition. There shall be a flying Vee held aloft in his left hand high above his head, his right hand raised with a devil's horns type gesture. His other hand can be brushing back his generous locks of hair, looking skyward with that confident, familiarily mischievous grin we remember so well.
Shall it be in the whitest, purest Italian marble? Or stolid, lustrous bronze. Can we pool enough money for a golden one?
Perhaps it should be part of a fountain in the European tradition. A single stream jetting out with great force. I wanted
to suggest more a start-and-stop sort of dribble, punctuated by random burbling trickles like I am now experiencing, but that would be a disservice to his memory.
Perhaps pigeons may find it convenient to roost along the neck of the guitar, so that their droppings may adorn his
sculpted face, symbolizing how he signed up for RiffMasters, I believe one of the first to do so, but then something happened, we know not what. The man we all loved and respected so much simply faded away into the ether.
So many unanswered questions remain, asking them does little but prolong the pain of our collective loss.
Let us all take a solemn moment of silence to remember fair McBlink. He was indeed a dude who (mostly) abides.
Wishing him all the best.
@LRT where are YOU brother?