It's "Paul Krendler Day" here on Blood on the Microphone

There's this... guy. I think. I don't know. I guess he is. Or she. I don't know. But this... guy. He, she or it seems unnaturally, preternaturally (if you will) obsessed with HATING me. We're not talking about anybody I did anything to. A person I did something BAD to would have a REASON to hate me. But I did nothing bad to this... guy. At least, I don't think I did. I pretty much know everyone I've ever done anything BAD to, and it's not a very big list. But this... this... guy. This "Paul Krendler." He, she or it has a blog completely devoted to just flat out HATING me. And what's more, this... Krendler.  He, she or it has a small band of devoted followers who ALSO hate me, who I've ALSO done nothing bad to.

It's just KWAZY!

We'll discuss what it is to be hated, I mean down and dirty, balls to the wall HATED, by someone I've never met, have never harmed, at least as far as I know... on our next gathering at "Blood on the Microphone."