Gut Rumbles

June 28, 2006

Online celebration of Rob's life

It's clear from the outpouring from all over the world that Acidman touched a lot of people's lives, more even than many of us could have suspected.

Since so many of us are too far away to be able honour him by attending his Memorial Service, and since many of us owe our connection to him to the Web, it seems fitting that we participate in his memorial service the same way we participated in his life; through blog posts and comments.

At 4 p.m. Eastern time tomorrow, the same time as the service in Savannah, I'm going to put up a post inviting those who wish to honour Rob to leave a comment describing how he entertained you, challenged you, affected your life. If you have a blog, you can post there and trackback. I especially hope that those of us who were "blogfathered" by Acidman will make that association known. I know many have been doing this in comments already, and I can tell you from communications with Rob's family that they are quite amazed at, and appreciative of the heartfelt response.

It is my hope that this can be a little more interactive, in the way so many of Rob's comments sections became. Hopefully people will talk to each other, as well as just posting rememberances. Rob brought together a huge number of people over the years, and this is a chance for us to get together as we remember Rob and his place in our lives.

Knowing the breadth of timezones and work hours of all of us, I hope folks will be in and out throughout the afternoon and evening, and if we're lucky, a few may be able to drop in after the Savannah service to tell us a little about it.

I will need to make some temporary changes to the site to try to mitigate the load and bandwidth pounding, so please read the instructions in the post tomorrow and abide by the requests in it so we have the best chance of keeping the site up.


Thank You, Paul.

Posted by: imp on June 28, 2006 05:32 PM

Thanks so much Paul. It's good to have a way to participate in the memorial. He did indeed touch us all deeply. For myself, much more deeply than I realized until we lost him.

Posted by: Libby on June 28, 2006 05:39 PM


Thank you for helping those of us who cannot make it to Georgia celebrate Rob's life. I'll be sure to cut out of work so I can be home; I wouldn't miss this for the world!

Posted by: the other Steph on June 28, 2006 05:42 PM


Thank you, friend. For everything here the last couple days.

I think you can take comfort in the the thought that somewhere, Rob is looking down at you, and appreciatively cussing yer Canuck ass.

He wouldn't do it unless he liked and respected you. Which, per his own words, he did, and that in spades.

Drop by my site/mailbox if you get the chance, amigo.

Sloop New Dawn
Galveston, TX

Posted by: Jim on June 28, 2006 05:46 PM

Now do ya see why I kept saying how wonderful Paul is in Rob's comments alla time?

Love you, Paul....

Posted by: Stevie on June 28, 2006 05:50 PM

Paul if there's anything I can do to help let me know, I have both bandwidth and space that could be donated to the cause.

Posted by: phin on June 28, 2006 06:17 PM

Thanks for working on this Paul. It is appreciated by many, many people. I wanted to mention that there is another guestbook in the newspaper obit for the Savannah Morning News, if folks want to sign it,
It's at:

Posted by: Lisa W on June 28, 2006 06:29 PM

I've been unable to access the Fox & Weeks site. Is anyone else having trouble?

Posted by: Karen in Australia on June 28, 2006 06:56 PM

I'm getting in OK from the link on the Details post below, Karen.


Posted by: Light & Dark on June 28, 2006 06:59 PM

Thanks for checking, Paul. I've tried to access the site several times over the last couple of days, but always with the same result. I've tried with both Firefox and IE. It looks like it's timing out. Could Fox & Weeks be blocking access from overseas?

Posted by: Karen in Oz on June 28, 2006 07:34 PM

I have to work tomorrow, but I've read Rob's stuff for two years, but my favorite is this...

i remember--- he doesn't

I can cry if I want to. I read this post and got all misty. When Quinton was about three years old, he came galloping out of the bathtub, wet and nekkid, with goosebumps all over. "Daddy, I'm COLD," he said, and I grabbed him in a big hug. I felt him shiver in my arms.

He then said, "Daddy, you have a WARM belly!" as he snuggled tight against me.

I don't believe that I ever felt better in my entire life as I did right then.

Posted by Acidman @ 05:14 PM Permalink Comments [10] TrackBack [0]

You can find it here..

I think it epitomized what type of person he was and how he felt about his kids. I happen to believe he was a very loving person, but was disillusioned by the people that entered his life. I've spent hours rummaging through his archives, and there is some good shit in there, but some painful stuff as well. Being a prostate cancer patient myself, my guess is the way his shoulders were hurting and his stomach problems, he had recurrent PCa that had spread, but they just didn't check for it. I will really miss him.

Posted by: gs on June 28, 2006 08:02 PM

Thanks Paul. I appreciate your efforts in a tough time.

Posted by: RedNeck on June 28, 2006 09:42 PM

This is a wonderful thing you're doing,
I'll check in soon as I get home thurs afternoon.
God Bless.

Posted by: Treasa on June 28, 2006 10:29 PM

Thanks Paul,
I have been so sad in knowing that I cannot make it to Georgia tomorrow. I would give anything to be here, i will be there in spirit and am grateful for all your work to put together this on-line celebration of Rob's life.

I just really can't wrap my head around the fact that he is really gone. I just keeping looking at the pictures he sent me and thinking that it's all a bad dream. I wish it were.

Posted by: Dawn on June 28, 2006 10:32 PM

I've posted mine (actually this makes 3). I am participating in the carnival, but I couldn't possibly pick just one single post. There's just no way.

It's just not gonna be the same...

Posted by: BabsRN on June 28, 2006 11:14 PM

I add my own complements to the outpouring of affection and concern for Rob's family here on the Bloggosphere.

I live just down the road on the Georgia coast, but prior comittments keep me away from the services tomorrow.

I wrote my own tribute on Monday:

and I'll try to stop back by to post it in the online celebration.

I think that Rob's out there somewhere smiling, with his guitar in his hand...

Posted by: Virgil on June 28, 2006 11:28 PM

Does anyone know if Rob liked Mark Knopfler's music? I've been listening to his new album with Emmy Lou Harris and I keep thinking about Rob. Maybe that doesn't have anything to do with the music. Maybe I just got Rob on my mind and am wishing I had had more interaction with him than having him call me a "blue-nose tomato nanny. " Damn, that was fun. I was really looking forward to more of the same. I have to work tomorrow but will try to follow the celebration on-line.

Posted by: Glenn on June 29, 2006 12:05 AM

Paul, we all thank you for all the work you are doing for Robbie. He was your friend and will always be your friend. Thanks again, Cat

Posted by: Catfish on June 29, 2006 12:39 AM

I will put up a post. I'm composing it right now.

Posted by: Juliette on June 29, 2006 02:19 AM

Thanks Paul

Posted by: Raggedy on June 29, 2006 02:41 AM

Thank you Paul, well done sir.

Posted by: Tesa on June 29, 2006 08:00 AM


Posted by: phil on June 29, 2006 09:51 AM

Godspeed Acidman.

Posted by: Vonster on June 29, 2006 12:56 PM

"Thank you Paul, well done sir."

No way to say it better.
I'll be there, in spirit.

Posted by: Dan Pursel on June 29, 2006 01:14 PM

Folks, I wanted to let you all know I appreciate your support, encouragement and offers of assistance.

I'm just really glad to be able to do this for Rob, his family, and those of us for whom Gut Rumbles has been part of our daily lives.


Posted by: Light & Dark on June 29, 2006 02:46 PM

I'm a little early with this, but here is my post.

Reposted from The Friends We'll Never Meet

I spent most of last night going through his old archives, saving my favourite stories because I feared they would be taken down. I started with the monsterman archives and then moved to the new site; I didn't even get through them all yet. I was pleased to see through the comments that his site would be preserved; this made me glad, for in between the bursts of profanity and prolific rants were stories. These are stories that should be saved, treasured, and re-told. In those stories were lessons, lessons that I believe would do a lot of people a lot of good in these times in which we are living. Rob was a "friend I never met", but had hoped to.

I don't know how exactly it first came to be that I discovered him, but I know it was part way through 2004. At first, he just amused me with his rants, but in going back and reading through all the early archives a couple years ago, I was able to have the questions answered and the missing pieces put into place. His writing and his stories evoked in me so many intense feelings, I could not help but return and I could not help but love the old guy. I couldn't help but feel his pain, especially when he wrote about the year that changed his life and about missing his boy, nor could I help but feel the love he had for his mama, his pop, mommie, his brother, Sam, Quinton, and even Jack, the neighbor's boy, when he wrote about them. There were so many, but I think my all time favourite story has to be about the Egg Salad Sandwiches. This was the story of how the parents' relationship began of the friend I'd never met. It still makes me misty-eyed. The stories about his family were always my favourites.

It was like walking down memory lane reading through it all again last night. I remember reading for a long time before I was "brave" enough to post my first comment on his blog. For a long time, his was the only one I read, until he went into rehab last year and I began reading a few of his "friends". I missed him terribly while he was away, and strove to send him at least one card a week while he was there. Some might say this was a funny thing to do for a friend you've never met, but I think that many other "friends I've never met" out there in this blogworld would understand.

The day this appeared on his blog, I couldn't have been prouder. After a couple years of reading and commenting on other peoples' blogs, I finally started my own. It had all started with him, the friend I'd never met, who was now my "blogfather".

If you think it's impossible to be close to someone you've never met face to face or even spoken to on the phone, you are wrong. There are, in this world, plenty of friends we'll never meet, friends who we will rejoice with in their happy times and ache for in their sad times, friends who we will vehemently disagree with one minute and defend to the end the next - Rob was one of these "friends I'd never met" - and I will never forget him.

Posted by: Lisa on June 29, 2006 03:24 PM

I learned a lot from Rob. And I'll never forget a single one of them, either.

Posted by: Omnibus Driver on June 29, 2006 04:43 PM

Acidman took care of my silly little blog when my arm was in a sling in 2002.

I remember his emails with pictures of penile implaints, asking our opinions on this or that model. And that he said he had to tape everything down in order to get into his pants :)

What a guy...

Posted by: sulizano on June 30, 2006 02:30 PM
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