...it tolls for Thee.

I hope that we're all educated enough to get that quote, and by that I mean OLD enough to have had a decent education.

I said this once before and I'm puttin' it out there again.  I think this blog has run it's course.  Seemingly  none of us is finding, or caring enough about, stuff to post here.  For myself, it's not so much that I don't care as I'm just so fucking burned out, that I'm all but sitting in the corner, playing hand-ball with my own turds.

I'm not sure what the fuck will change that right now, but coming in here and bitching, or seeing that no one else is writing, isn't helping me at all.

I'm not attempting to place blame by saying that, but all good thing come to an end.  There are several thing I think have killed this blog.  The ladies are long gone and I think that hurt us a great deal.  We lost half the opinions in the world because of it.

I think we lost even more with, what I can only assume was, the death of Tony [Spider].

I have no way to completely turn this off, nor would I ever have any intention of doing so, even if I could, of deleting the Archives.  As trite or strident as this Archive may be, it IS our Lascaux.  So there it is Gentlemen, as far as I can see, we're at the point where we might as well piss on the fire and call in the dogs.

I can honestly and openly say, that I've learned an awful LOT from everyone here.

Sometimes, and more often than not at the start, I learned much from you all because I had to do research to keep up.  To my knowledge most of you have degrees, advanced degrees or there about, I was the lone HS drop out in a very fast crowd!  It sucks to be the fat girl at Bulimia Camp!?  This group, from our earliest days with 'Annie', taught me a great deal, it's certainly made me a better writer and researcher and all of you taught me something.

If there is one single thing I wish I HAD done from this that I did NOT, it's that I turned down several invitations to take a weekend or a week with Spider in NYC.

I allowed my own fears to get in the way of something I wanted to do.  That's a hell of a way for a grown man to act towards a friend.  So learn something from me, be brave when it looks like something that seems easier to just pass up.

Be well my friends, live long and prosper, I'll see you via e-mail and on 'the' Face Book, my last, thanks, be well.

Steve

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