Announcing the inevitable. One year ago today, I started this blog. And one year later, I finish it.

Of course, as anyone who's still checking for updates knows, it really ended a few months back, but this swan song appeals to my sense of symmetry.

I'm mourning, a little. But really, this whole thing started as a exercise in writing every day, and then morphed into something that (a few, anyway) people actually read, and then I started worrying about sharing all my innermost thoughts on the Web...

I could, I suppose, simply not share quite as much or in quite so much detail, but that, frankly, isn't my nature.

Really, it isn't fun anymore, and if I need to keep another journal, I'll do it on paper, in a notebook, which worked fine before.

I may start another blog someday, but if I do, it will be anonymous, so don't look for links to it. I'm kind of bummed that I won't be able to use "Rooster Spice" again. I really liked the name.

And so, with probably no one listening, I shut down the computer ("put down my pen" sounds better, but isn't accurate), secure in the knowledge that no one will ever again email, call, or worry over me because of some stupid thing I wrote when I was tired.

See you in the funny papers...

This article is old, but a hoot.

God is Dead, After Weather and Sports

Oooh, look! Conspiracy theories aren't just for the far right anymore!

Boo.