You walk into the inviting warmth of Brian M Porter's website. For a moment he pays you no attention but continues to mutter quietly to himself as he types. Then, suddenly realizing you're, there, he looks up over the top of the computer screen. "Aha," he cries, "a visitor!" He gives you the once-over and appears to approve of what he sees. "Well, welcome. You here for the stories or the music?"
You say nothing.
"Or just to sit awhile and chat? I bet I could scare us up a couple of pints of something cold and wet."
You only smile back.
"There's lots here for the discerning. And you look just like my kinda person."