PSA for all Ramble On With Buffa subscribers

A few important things to note as we round the three month mark

Monday Bloody Monday, ladies and gents. As the annoying spitting fall-type rain hits the Princeton Heights streets here in south city St. Louis, I bring to you an important set of reminders as we round the three month and 80 article mark of Ramble On With Buffa.

Note #1: Free subscribers are only getting one to two articles every week. That’s like eating whatever the Taco Bell customer didn’t crave in his crunchy taco: a few stale strings of cheese or tomato chunks if he or she went supreme. Free email group members get a small slice of the pie. Those are facts.

If that’s all you fancy or desire, I would be remiss to forget informing you that a LOT of goods are being missed. As the widgets on each new article infer, this is a reader-supported newsletter. One that lives and dies on PAID subscribers.

My advice: Subscribe. 3 months and 80 articles/videos/mailbags should paint a pretty firm picture of what I offer. Not complaining that you’re still a free email soul (you’re still in the ring then), but just wondering what else you need to know. Tell me. buffa82@gmail.com or @buffa82 on Twitter. I read all DMs whether I follow or not. Dick pics doesn’t equal a gift subscription, just saying.

Note #2: Please comment. If you like the post, click the heart and speak directly to mine. Every comment, like, or interaction beefs up the overall profile of Ramble On. That means I get into people’s skulls and start a fire. That’s what I want to do. Comment by telling me how wrong I am. Be specific, like my wife digging through the bacon in the grocery store fridge.

Note #3: Spread. The. Word. I often wonder how word of mouth is generated if you don’t feel like writing about the ridiculous topic that pop culture is salivating over at the moment, or if you aren’t in the mood for a hot (aka overcooked) opinion. Since neither of those things appeal to me, I need your help. Tell someone or as my pal Paddy McKinley once told me, keep the flame strong. Share a link, message a friend or foe, or tell your retired and BORED parents and grandparents who like movies (check) and Cardinals baseball (check) to read me. Scratch my back and I’ll bathe yours.

That’s all. Really. Three things. Only every fourth article is of the “5 things to do, know, be aggravated by, or chill” variety.

Here’s the final thing, or the summary of what was written above since you’ve already given me the pleasure of a click. This newsletter doesn’t grow without more paid subscribers. In other words, it will feel like I am either shouting at a small group of people (28 at the moment to be exact) or giving more of it away for free--so I may not be as inclined to publish. The life of a writer in 2022, everyone. My intention is to continue to pound this site with fresh commentary, aka what people come to me for. I need subscribers for that. Paid ones. Time is money and I am fresh out of freebies.

I won’t be informing anyone about NBA, NFL, or the PGA Tour or its championships. I love a comeback so the Tiger Woods stuff is kettle corn at the moment, but it takes a spectacle for me to poke my head in that room for a look. Political, religious, or Holy Shit I Saw This on YouTube conversations won’t take place here. If that’s what you need, all of those things are available elsewhere and done much better.

Otherwise, subscribe. Where do you subscribe? Right below this sentence.