Is something wrong, she said
Of course there is
You're still alive
**THIS BLOG IS GOING TO BE TAKEN PRIVATE WITHIN THE NEXT FEW DAYS. YOU CAN EMAIL ME IF YOU WANT, BUT THIS WILL NOT REMAIN OPEN MUCH LONGER.**
I work for a company that knows this blog exists. In fact, it was somebody's job to read the whole damned thing. Three years' worth of posts.
For some reason, that cracks me up.
Some guy, in Weehauken, New Jersey probably spent three days reading this blog's archives ... no, make it four... this is New Jersey we're talking about.
I wonder what he thought.
Imagine being forced to reaed this website for your job.
Most of you are here by choice.
The rest of you are from Finland, googling to see just what the Mick was saying during "Sweet Black Angel."
So, I am afraid this blog has run its natural course. It has. I don't feel like I can do it justice when I am self-censoring, which I have to... so...
I'm
checking
out
(The Swedish chef was singing, "Orsh Bork Bork Bork Ork Ork Ork!")
For a while
To focus on some other things
And not get fired
I'll leave this up until I figure out what I'm going to do. There is another project that I need to focus on... kris, i'm talking to you. Let's get it going.
It's been nice knowing you all.
Bye.
I work for a company that knows this blog exists. In fact, it was somebody's job to read the whole damned thing. Three years' worth of posts.
For some reason, that cracks me up.
Some guy, in Weehauken, New Jersey probably spent three days reading this blog's archives ... no, make it four... this is New Jersey we're talking about.
I wonder what he thought.
Imagine being forced to reaed this website for your job.
Most of you are here by choice.
The rest of you are from Finland, googling to see just what the Mick was saying during "Sweet Black Angel."
So, I am afraid this blog has run its natural course. It has. I don't feel like I can do it justice when I am self-censoring, which I have to... so...
I'm
checking
out
(The Swedish chef was singing, "Orsh Bork Bork Bork Ork Ork Ork!")
For a while
To focus on some other things
And not get fired
I'll leave this up until I figure out what I'm going to do. There is another project that I need to focus on... kris, i'm talking to you. Let's get it going.
It's been nice knowing you all.
Bye.
Labels: The dude no longer abides
posted by Joe at
10:42 PM
16 Comments:
Going where the wind don't blow so strange
Maybe on some high cold mountain range
Lost one round but the price wasn't anything
Knife in a back and more of the same
Same old rat in a drain ditch
Out on a limb
You know better but I know him
Now he's gone.
Name that tune.
You will be missed.
See ya later, Dude
If you leave me now, you'll take away the biggest part of me... wooo oooh oooh baby please don't go
Thanks for letting us know. Had a feeling this was coming.
He's gone, he's gone.
Nothin's gonna bring him back.
Steal your face right off your head.
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BTW- I'm taking a hiatus from this type of thing, and anything I put out in the future will be in a more private forum...
I've laid myself out there for three (actually, ten, including other forums) years now, through hundreds of posts, thousands of pictures and a (hundred!) thousand or so readers. It's been fun, but it isn't fair to the other people in my life... nor is it particularly wise, in light of my employment.
Feel free to email me, and I will keep a list for when and if I decide to open my life to others in the future. I appreciate you all reading & checking out what I have done. It really wouldn't have been nearly as fun without an audience.
For now, though, the medium I am moving into doesn't lend itself to the digital.
So, adios, muchachos y muchachas.
Oh wow, it's time huh? I loved reading your blog & wish you all the best. Keep living life to the fullest & having fun!
Dude that sucks.
Shoot me an email so I know that I have your e-mail addy.
All good things must come to an end.
Let me know if you're ever in the Phoenix Metropolitan area and I'll buy ya a beer.
10+ years. It was too fun to last...
Would it be too much to ask to take that bald bastard, Ivan with ya?
Picture me as Donna Reed and you as Jimmy Stewart.
This is the part in "It's A Wonderful Life" where Mary leans over the ice cream counter, whispering in George's young ear:
"Is this your good ear, Georgie? Oh Georgie, I'll love ya 'til the day I die."
Thanks for making Demi and I famous! Good luck, dude.
I'm on it Duder...I'll start it up again and do the thing.
Expect a book sized package when you least expect it...like mashed potatoes in your face...a la Happy Days or Facts of life...I think it was Joe in the Facts of life actually. I had a mad crush on her for a little while. Thankfully though I never did develope a food fetish.
Holla !!
I'll miss your blog, but hope to see you out and about some day.
You're such a drama queen.
kudos and godspeed, dog!
Keep in touch over at that dead board with the body of work ok?
Joe,
I will miss! Your blog was an escape and a constant reminder to live life to its fullest. Is "the man" pulling you in???
Shoot me a quick email so I know I have yours. I also need to update you on the health situation of a mutual friend.
Vess
Joe, you've been such a fun read, and THANK YOU for your wonderful posts and photos. Best of luck to you...and hey, that is my very close, sister-like COUSIN who posted first on this comment thread. That just gave me some serious chills. I didn't know she was reading you...Woah!
-Heidi
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