Gang,
I’m sorry that I haven’t been consistent in posting content over the past two days.
I’ve hit a really hard place because I’ve realized that my hopes of attending the Red Wings’ prospect tournament and main training camp with Aunt Annie are remote at best.
We’ve been struggling mightily to raise the $550 for the server, Bluehost, the web program, Jetpack, and a bit to plain old pay our internet bill this month.
I know that my illness has not helped because I’m not posting consistent content right now, but aside from some seriously dedicated, die-hard fans, it appears that most of you are GoFundMe’d out and tired of helping out a blog that’s had to make several significant pauses due to my mother’s death and my aunt’s infirmities.
With that in mind, I take great pride in going to Traverse City because it’s the one place that I’m accredited like a beat writer and not a blogger (the Wings still have a strict “no bloggers, period” policy at Little Caesars Arena, some 17 years after I got into the blogging business), and I work Gord-damned hard to give you a good product.
I had hoped that it would be at least possible to raise a couple thousand dollars to drop half of the $2,925 hotel bill (due to needing a handicapped room on the first floor) and a couple hundred to get us up there in my wonky Pacifica, and that we would raise the rest of the $ while I was in Traverse City, but, at this point, it does not appear likely…
And that’s literally made me feel sick, depressed, sad, angry and upset all at once. Other than making sure that Aunt Annie is okay, which is my “other job,” I haven’t really gotten out of bed over the past two days, and I’m very literally grieving the probability that I won’t be in Traverse City two weeks from now.
Maybe The Malik Report has just gotten too small over the years. Maybe people are just tired of being asked to raise funds. Maybe people are tired of hearing how poor and struggling my aunt and I really are for the sake of keeping her “at home.” Maybe I’m just a bad blogger. I don’t really know right now.
What I do know is that I still need to raise at least $200 by tomorrow afternoon, just to keep this website going. That’s where we’re at.
The rest is particularly upsetting and depressing at the same time, but it has to wait.
So if you can lend a hand with the server and internet bill, you can use PayPal at https://paypal.me/TheMalikReport, Venmo at https://venmo.com/george-malik-2, Giftly by using my email, rtxg@yahoo.com, at https://www.giftly.com. And you can contact me via email if you want to send me a paper check. I’m also on Cash App under “georgeums.”
If you can’t help raise funds, it would be great if we can spread the word regarding the fundraisers. Things are not going well.
As far as the rest of it goes, I am not sure what will happen. I’m about to head upstairs to have an argument with my aunt, who is not happy with me “being selfish” right now, and is upset about the kitchen floor not being clean (ah, domestic bliss).
I am not in a crisis state by any means, but I’m taking my meds, trying to get to tomorrow’s therapy appointment, and then I will try to come back to the blog as I am able.
Sometimes it sucks when you have to scrape by to survive, and the few dreams you have get thrown to the wayside because the reality is that you’re just not who you used to be. I guess that’s the lesson to take out of this smaller, leaner Malik Report’s situation. I will do my best to accept it.
Thanks for your time,
George
