First, a donkey story from the Jamaica Gleaner.
Second. Hey, SixApart! Cee-Lo and I have a message for you:
Lately I've been thinking that maybe I'm over the internet. I rarely feel the need to create a real blog post– with sentences and thoughts and stuff. Even Tumblr (which is more like hitting ping pong balls at the internet and seeing if anybody hits one back) has lost a bit of its luster. I have been passing through a long valley of depression and I think that may be part of it, too. I had even started a post about how I've reached the end of the internet and had nothing more to contribute.
Even though I was ready to pull the plug on myself, I do not feel like being euthanized by SixApart. I do not go gentle into that good night.
Until I decide where I shall go I have staked out my moniker on all the free sites. Please friend me up.
I'm really rather flummoxed. Where to move my stuff? Where to post things? What about my hundreds of music files? And what about the donkeys???
I just don't know.
My input to Vox has dwindled to nothing lately but I have still enjoyed dropping by the neighborhood page and catching up on you guys and your hijinx. I hope to see you all around the nets.
Here's some new B&S.