Dear Visitor from Mountain View, California

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Dear visitor from Mountain View, California:

First of all, hi. Maybe you know me or maybe you don't -- but what does it matter?
Maybe you care what I write about or maybe you don't -- but what does it matter?
Maybe you're a search bot or a web spider, maybe you're from Yahoo or maybe from Google -- but what does it matter?
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Maybe you're digging up my archives, looking for something that isn't there...
Maybe you want to know more about me or maybe you're looking for a self-incriminating post or a libelous statement, one that's enough to send me to jail -- but what does it matter?
Maybe you have all the time in the world to read my entries to the letter because you don't really have a job and you're just whiling the hours away or maybe it's actually your job to visit and lurk for hours on end -- but what does it matter?
Maybe you're really from Mountain View, California or maybe you're just from here, doing proxy server voodoo or something -- but what does it matter?
Maybe you'll visit again or maybe never again -- but what does it matter?

I know nothing about you dear visitor from Mountain View, California.
All I know is that you come by this small space of mine more often than I do.
And when you're here, the traces you leave show me that you make the most out of your visits.
Sometimes you visit in the morning, towards the afternoon, or the evening, and sometimes even in the wee hours of the morning.
I don't know what you get from such exhaustive visits, I don't even know if my posts are worth your time. Maybe they are. Or maybe they aren't.
But what does it matter?
But dear visitor from Mountain View, California, I would like you to know that I appreciate each visit, each mouse click or automated software that pings my post -- whatever it is that brings you here -- in this useless and unknown blog of mine.
Maybe you are real, maybe you aren't -- but what does it matter?
Who cares if you're made of clay, metallic or organic? Who cares if you're made of code or if you actually eat food?

Does it really matter? I know it doesn't.

Because dear visitor from Mountain View, California, much of the world's happiness is brought by the most unusual things -- things you can't see or feel -- things you can't explain, bottle up or frame.
So, dear visitor from Mountain View, California, I thank you for your frequent visits -- however odd the time and length..because inexplicable as they are, these visits give me another reason to rack my brain, press the letters on this keyboard and come up with something -- something for you to visit, read, inspect, index, compile -- or do anything with.
This post is for you, dear visitor from Mountain View, California. I hope you come back here again to find that your visits are noted and appreciated.

Even if I know that it's most likely automated.

Happy to know you,

RJ

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