On Hiatus

A hundred posts in seems like a good time to take a break, so I’ll be stepping away from the Manifesto for a while to recharge the batteries.  The statistics for the site continue to trend downwards so perhaps this will be a good opportunity to think about the direction of the blog, what works and what doesn’t.  Thanks for your continued interest, constant reader, I especially appreciate all the comments the Manifesto has generated to this point, the conversation has been the most rewarding aspect of the endeavor. I’m not sure how long the hiatus will be, but I’ll keep you updated.



20 thoughts on “On Hiatus

  1. Long time reader, first time commenter. Just wanted to let you know that I really enjoy this blog. I really like that you highlight the builders as much as the builds. I also appreciate that you are giving love to the smaller guys. Take as long as you need, the constant readers will be here.


  2. The Internet is vast. Sometimes we get distracted by shopping and click bait. Please come back! You are a shining beacon in an otherwise dark sea of news, sensationalism, and boobs.


  3. Take your time, Keith! The Manifesto may not be crowned any longer by the glittering lights of Vegas, or crowded by the bustling masses of passers-by, but it is ruled by the restless arm of the collective people. WE make the action, but YOU facilitate it. And I greatly appreciate that. Enjoy life off the blog, and come back with a vengeance.

    Your constant reader,


  4. You’ve been going at breakneck pace these past few months, so I can understand why you’d get burnt out. Honestly it’s hard to keep up sometimes as a reader who comments on almost every post. As Scott and Vakkron said, take your time. And be sure to post a photo on Flickr or something whenever you come back for those of us who can’t get email notifications to work.


  5. Good for you, I still haven’t read many of your previous posts anyway.As a casual reader, it’s more exciting to me to find new things in the old stuff than keeping up with the latest news.


  6. Take your time Keith! I’m gonna miss the update-by-mail for sure though, all good reads and fun doing so. It’s great stuff you got going on here.


  7. Don’t worry about metrics. Metrics are for work, not for pleasure. I used to post on Flickr because I wanted favorites or to be blogged on TBB, and it just made me miserable. Building for my own satisfaction is much more rewarding.

    You have been running a one man show for quite a few months so I understand the need to take a step back. This constant reader eagerly awaits your return.


  8. Cheers, dude! When you return, I expect vacation pics of you on the beach with a dirty white jumpsuit, gold cravat, aviator glasses, and a fucking Mai Tai in both hands. Relax, baby. Relax.

    Can’t wait for the next season!


  9. Hey Keith, I know I’m not the most avid commenter, but you can bet I’m here lurking harder than Gollum in a subterranean cave. I really do appreciate what you’ve done here on your soapbox, sometimes I need someone to scream some fire and brimstone into my life!

    Thanks for what you’ve done so far and enjoy your break, you earned it. And when you come back, I’ll be here, always lurking.


      1. I’ll do as I please, thank you, so I’m going to stick around just to make you have that creepy sensation that someone is watching you . . . and those G.I. Joe underwear you show off when raiding the fridge could use a good washing, just so you know.


    1. It’s only been a month. And considering how many people are seeing and replying to this, I’m pretty sure a lot of us will be coming back.


      1. Yeah, it’s like that first hit of crack that’s free but you know you can still quit at anytime. Sure it’s all fun and games, until you’re scraped knees are begging you for a break in the form of a handie this time in a dark alley for an article on an old obscure builder that can’t dress for shit or tie a double Windsor. But nooooo! We’re left jonesin’ for a fix of Friday Night Fights while visions of tortured Matango! scream broken orange from a plastic bin. The echoes as you bum fight for a Two for Tuesday while latent hints of FFE like PCP runs through your veins calling for an Omnibus in a dumpster reflect the wordy word words of The Rutherford as they reverberate inside your skull in horrifically similar and masochistically satisfying tones. “‘Attack’ the whack!” As the righteous Rudy Ray Moore professed in Avenging Disco Godfather and you heed the call for solid, honest, life depleting, intervention avoiding, NyQuil chugging Constructive Criticism. “I want more Sunday Comics!” you scream while a tortured Simon calls for all SHIPwrights to join in the choir as he watches over like a baby crawling across the ceiling in a heroin induced, apocryphal vision. Then we wonder if we can take just one more hit of Give ‘Em the Broadside and still make it to Q-torta’s for a pair of carnitas tacos. May need the knee pads for this Life Modular.



        This is what we want. This is what we crave! We’re slappin’ our forearms to raise some veins!

        Make it happen, Keith!
        Status quo blogs kill the buzz!


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