Tonight I was moved to take a look through this blog after several years of neglect - not in its entirety, but an overview. Spam comments just keep on coming. If nothing else, when they land in my email inbox they act as a reminder that while some things end, anything you post on the web remains. Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair; also, buy more Viagra. (As a sidenote, I find it disturbing how many of the spam comments I deleted were links to incest porn.)
I realized I never posted a final post here. I'm going to take a leaf from my colleague Tifanie's book (the link to her previous blog, and its last post, is in the blogroll to the left), and say that this blog represents a period that's now over. This blog represents a life that I lived, and a job that I had, and friends that I thankfully still have, in great measure and with some few unfortunate exceptions.
I fed them to the zombies, of course.
The Editor still lives, however, and can be found pursuing an appropriate Editorial destiny writing about books at indiscriminatereader.blogspot.com. I still maintain a zombie lab, relocated to Texas at great cost in financial resources and human life, and a remarkably unproductive custom spork factory.
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