The previous blog entry was yanked after it was a ratings loser. It certainly was NOT the typical fluffy post you see on blogs these days. I am supposed to be the Sandra Dee of Jiggy Dancing. For an established blogger with a brand image (but no advertisers), I am supposed to be palatable to the masses. Simply put, my post about my "mentor" the crystal meth user was probably too dark and personal for anyone to read. It was about a dream I had. The first dream I can remember having in a very long time. It was so memorable and touched me that I wrote about the stream of conscienciousness floating around my head afterwards. Now, I can throw out an eye rolling pic of myself and generate 15-25 comments in one day. The silence after this post was deafening. It sounded to me like a big THUD! Since I got the feeling it was probably too personal and too shocking... I yanked it. My dick is not bigger than Rosie O'Donnel's. Just in case you were wondering.