Rob "Acidman" Smith Dies.

Soon after "blogging" became a word in people's vocabulary, Acidman began posting at Gut Rumbles. I have been reading his blog for quite a while now. He was rude and crude, but most of all, he was honest. He was always honest. Misha says it best,

Oh yes, he was rude, outspoken, at times downright obnoxious, but he was always true to himself. True to himself and honest to the point where it sometimes hurt. I admired that, even when some of the things he said made me cringe, because you always knew exactly where you had him. And beneath that rough veneer, beneath all of the raging against the fading of the light, there was a warm, loving man. Most of all I remember his posts about his love of his son, Quinton, in which the “softer side of Rob” shone through like a beacon.

That’s a side of him that I’ll remember well. A side of him that showed me and everybody else who cared to read that, no matter how much anger and frustration one man holds, there’s always more to a man that, that there is good as well as the bad and the ugly.

Some will remember him for the bad and the ugly, some will remember him for the good. I will remember him for all of it.

The blogosphere has lost one of it's most unique, down-to-earth people. Bloggers are a dime a dozen, but there will never be anyone like Acidman.

Rest In Peace, Rob.