I knew people would have a personal reaction to that announcement. I have known plenty of blogs that have shuttered over the years, some unexpectedly, some I knew would end from the very beginning, and some gave advance notice. For each and every one of those blogs I had some type of reaction along the lines of, “Damn.” Sometimes more angry than that, sometimes more sad, but always, “Damn.”
I know a lot of people read my blog, and I appreciate that. Back when I started I had no idea what this was going to turn into, or how it would turn out, but I’d be lying if I didn’t flirt with the idea of having millions of readers. Yes. I was that stupid. So logging on every morning and finding 15 people that found something I wrote stupid/funny/offensive enough to comment on was awesome. Every time I refresh my aggregator and see new comments have appeared it’s like a tiny little present. And because I’m OCD I delay my gratification and let that bold link sit there with it’s bright red asterisk next to it until I can’t stand it anymore, and then I click over to see what someone has said. Every time it’s as awesome as the first time I ever got a comment.
So yeah, I’m losing something too. I’m not going to have those comments to open anymore. I’m not going to have this outlet to be as ridiculously obscene as possible. I won’t be able to regularly push the limits of socially acceptable manners. I’m going to lose a big chunk of community. This isn’t a decision I’ve reached lightly, but after 4 years the bad has begun to look like it’s going to outweigh the good soon, and I don’t want it to end like that. I don’t want to fade out with once-monthly updates that sound apathetic and soulless.
And while I appreciate everything everyone has said, positive or negative, I’ve made up my mind on this. I didn’t anticipate having to write a blog post like this, so I’m a bit at a loss for words. I guess I’ll just spend the time I would have spent blogging responding to comments that people have starting with the ones from yesterday, and then moving on to any that crop up today. Tomorrow, it’s back to dick and fart jokes.
