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You know that tired old story plot where someone gets to go to their own funeral and listen to people talk about them? Yup, this is that plot. (Dead Like Me did it best in recent years.)
No, we’re not going anywhere (at least not yet), though I meant most of what I said in the previous post anyway. The parts about our readers and the reason we do what we do. We might do it less frequently than we used to (maybe that will change, maybe it won’t). I especially loved the person who left a comment without a nickname (which is a big no-no around here as most of you know) yelling at me. Like old times. I feel like it was just yesterday that we were getting slathered with nasty anonymous driveby commenters during the era of the Cox ousting. *sniffle*
Anyway, since what we have on our hands this year appears to be a very interesting local election season, whyever in hell would I give up blogging now?? And a LOT more on that later…of course.
Now, I gotta figure out what to give Jen Meyers as a prize for figuring it out first. Mambo Grill lunch on me, Jen?
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