It seems I’ve officially achieved a rite of passage that all bloggers must eventually achieve. I have a troll. At first I was kind of mad, because he’s really a dick and going out of his way to be so, with direct attacks aimed at me, in an attempt to prove some kind of a point. But now I just think it’s funny and he doesn’t even seem to realize he’s only doing me a favor.
Generally speaking, I don’t even read his comments. I know enough from the information readily available at the outset A) that it is him, yet again, and 2) I’m not interested in anything he has to say. I can get enough from the first few words of his comments to know that it’s yet another hateful, personal attack and I don’t need to read the whole thing. None of you will ever know because his comments will never appear on this blog and I will not waste my energy reading and responding to anything he sends my way. Meanwhile, I’m getting the additional hits on my blog and that’s what I want. I’ll reap the benefits.
Like I said, he’s doing me a favor. So to you sir, I say, “By all means, continue to be a dick. Keep reading my blog. Leave your hateful, spite-filled comments. You’re not hurting me and you’re just wasting your own time, because it’s no skin off my nose and my readers will never see it.
I hope you’re having fun!
Riggledo 
I think I’ll remain and unofficial blogger if it means I need a troll to become one.
That is also a good plan!
It’s OK. He’ll get bored eventually.
I hate that there’s someone going out of his way to be spiteful to you.
Well… I do to. But I’ll survive. It has to end eventually. I’ve talked to the person, on whose behalf, he’s doing this. Maybe she will put a stop to it. Or maybe she won’t. Whatever. I’m not going to let it interfere with my life either way.