busblog mini

I finally have something in common with my favorite blogger Tony Pierce, the author of busblog.

We both travel by bus.

The things that are not in common is that he is famous, funny, great writer, and he scores chicks left and right. I am none of those.

So I take the liberty of calling my blog busblog mini. I know it doesn’t even comapre with the original busblog. But doesn’t every kid want to be like muhammad ali sometime during his life?

busblog has hundreds of readers worldwide. I only have half a dozen or so. And most of them are my friends who read my blog just because they know me.

Every post at busblog gets dozens of comments within minutes of posting. I feel overwhelmed if I get more than one comment in a week.

busblog gets thousands of visits every day. I don’t even bother checking my hits ‘cuz i know it would be a single digit.

Tony Pierce has a way with words. He inspires every time he writes. I find myself struggling to find the right words to convey my message in a way that readers would understand it.

Tony is bold and fearless. He never cares who reads his blog and what they might think after reading it. He just writes whatever is in his heart. I keep wondering what would happen if Mr. xyz read this, or maybe I shouldn’t write this because it might hurt my image. Countless times I have refrained from posting stuff because of that fear.

Tony posts pictures of hot women on his blog. I post pathetic, pointless pictures from my camera and I like to call it art.

Ladies love tony pierce. I never get a second look from a member of opposite sex.

See tony, I could never be like you. Even if i lived to be 111. I don’t have that talent. I dont have that mind. I am not you.

But I can be happy once in a while for a reason as simple as traveling by bus and thinking this is what tony does.