Rob Smith, aka Acidman, the author of the blog Gut Rumbles, has passed away. I used to read his blog regularly until the pressures of daily life forced me to cut back on my blog habit but I would still occasionally check in from time to time to see how he was doing.
He was crass, he was rude, and he called it like he saw it. His voice was a refreshing wind, sometimes gusty, sometimes gentle, but always interesting. Like he said in the quote on his side panel, "If my blog does not meet your standards, then LOWER YOUR STANDARDS. Who the hell do you think you are, anyway?" If you didn't like what he had to write, you didn't have to read it.
His love for his son, and his hatred of the boy's mother, were equally on display for the world to see. One brought out the best in him, the other the worst, but it was all laid out on the screen right from his soul. His life wasn't easy, with more than its share of lows to go with the highs. But he made the best of it that he could.
Rest in Peace, Rob. I wish I'd had the chance to meet you. May the angels carry you gently to the peace you weren't able to find in life.
Remembrances by other bloggers:
Emperor Misha
Kim du Toit
Velociman
Boudicca
...and many more, I'm sure. Just click through Acidman's blogroll.
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