Friends, I am overwhelmed by the letters and comments. And articles like this one by Rich Karlgaard at Forbes (may Allah send him one hundred virgins) who says Fake Steve is “the best satire ever to come out of Silicon Valley.” Even Nick Denton at Valleywag had kind things to say. Well, thank you so much. I can’t tell you how much fun it is to write this blog. It is about the most fun thing in my life, next to sweat lodge yoga and mango smoothies. But it’s tough to be out here on my own, blowin’ in the wind as Mr Bob Dylan would say.
Basically, the gist is this. I’m clueless about money. (Hence the backdating mess.) I don’t have anyone to go sell banner ads. So I need a sponsor. Or a patron. Someone to protect me and keep me warm at night. Like hey, Mr. Karlgaard, or Mr. Denton, or you guys at Wired — how about picking up this blog and making a go of it? I’m a hard worker, speak many languages, and I’m expert at tai chi and various forms of yoga.
Seriously, my brothers and sisters. The audience is here. So let’s play ball. Just to your right, under Links, is a button you can press to email me. Send in your ideas. Also, dear readers, do FSJ a favor and send email to these big rich publisher dudes and tell them to get on the FSJ bandwagon. Or any Apple-related companies that want to have their name associated with this, as a sponsor. Let’s do this thing.