Today was a very sad day in the land of Suburbarazzi, as we had to bid adieu one of the founding fathers of this blog. We pleaded with Robert not to go — or at the very least to continue stalking Lower Hudson Valley celebrities in his free time — but, alas, he just laughed in our face.
After one last good-bye cake from Riviera Bakery (the frosting message: “20 Months Sober!” Which, of course, Robert came up with himself), our intrepid blogger left LoHud HQ once and for all.
I asked him to make a farewell post, but fact-checking for the InTown dining guide kind of got in the way. Still, if you’ll indulge me, I’d like to do some reminiscing for him …
I can still remember the discussion, almost exactly one year ago, when this blog was born. During lunch, I accosted Robert in the cafetteria, saying how we need to come up with some ideas for blogs. At that point, all we had were nebulous ideas for a parenting blog (which became So Little Time) and dieting (the now defunct Losing It), but I was still searching for something that really wasn’t being covered at all — either in the paper, the InTown magazines, or LoHud. That’s when Robert said simply, “What about a celebrity blog?”
OK, I should point out here that Robert would probably flick my ear for that dummied-up quote. You can take the boy out of Columbia J-school, but you can’t take the Columbia J-school quote ethics out of the boy. Truth be told, I’m not sure exactly how he put it, but that was the gist.
Soon after we began bouncing ideas off one another, about which local celebs would qualify, what the tone of the blog should be, and, of course, the name. We came pretty close to going with “Hollywood on the Hudson,” but, thankfully, Suburbarazzi won out.
Anyway, it’s been a wild year in the blogosphere. With over 250 posts to his name, Robert managed to get a bit of celebrity gossip up here nearly every day (or at least, every weekday), and he helped propel this blog to new heights (including links for sites like Jossip, Gawker, and the beloved Olbermann Watch). He stood up to the drunk driving DJs of the world in radio interview, was interviewed by other print-media outlets, and somehow even got an endorsement of Battlestar Galactica up on AOL (See No. 7 here).
Ah, good times.
You’re probably wondering what exactly has happened to Robert. Well, I’m not exactly at liberty to disclose that. But suffice it to say, in the immortal words of John Hodgeman, he’s gone rogue. Could mean he’s going undercover at the Palisades Center food court. Could be that we’ve sent him in search of the finest polar bear steak in Westchester county for InTown’s Spring 2008 food issue. He’s asked me to keep it on the DL.
You may also notice that I’m also no longer referring to the man by his full name. And, should you go poking around our archive of posts, you’ll see that henceforth Robert will be known as just Robert. Such are the prerequisites for any Suburbarazzo he chooses to go rogue.
Another reason: Thanks to the success of this little ‘ol blog, it managed to become the first site that popped up when you Google Robert’s name — always a little awkward when you’re staring a new job and everybody gets to know you as the celebrity stalker dude.
Anyway, Robert’s last name may have been expurgated here, but his legacy will not soon be forgotten.
At least, not until the Sextortionist finally gets sentenced … or DMX finally gets arrested … or Stephen Baldwin proclaims himself Poseidon.