My New Home

 After almost a month at wordpress I decided to relocate thanks to the suggestions of my life mate. He made so many great points to switch to blogger that I couldn't resist. He and his pals have their own comedy blog - oneyearintexas.com - through blogger and I had written for them a few times so I was assured it was the right choice.

 I feel the fair thing to do is reminisce about the great times I had blogging at wordpress and offer an explination. It's not personal. Nothing's personal anymore. It's all business. Always. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise.

 The first day I chose wordpress I admit, it was love at first sight. Wordpress. My brain made me smell newspaper ink and hear the clang and churn of the newspaper factory I don't ever remember visiting. I'm not one to usually believe in past lives but this got me. This really got me. I believed I had once been a male working in a time when only males were allowed to work and women sat in offices much like the one I'm typing in now.  I clicked on the blue link from google and a whole empty world waiting for my thoughts opened before me.

 I played around a little. A tap here, a quizzical choice there. I toyed with wordpress and it toyed right back. That's how I like it. When we finally decided to become one it was almost magical. It was as though a mind safe of pointless blather that I KNEW was important began to flow from me and wordpress caught it all. Checking spelling and making suggestions along the way. It was pretty intense.

  A week went by and things were going great. Amazing really. Then came the voice of reason from my real-life love. I know it looks good, but in the end it will do you wrong.Blogger. Blogger....

  I knew he was right but I denied it. I kept seeing wordpress and laughing out loud but really just masking my doubt. Each visit seemed more and more forced and I think wordpress knew it was coming but neither of us talked about it.

 Then today I decided to cut the cord. Cold turkey. It'd been 2 or 3 great weeks but to keep it going further was a lie. Wordpress didn't even see it coming. No word......press stop. I posted my last blog on it and then closed the door - and left the spare key under the mat.

 So wordpress, if you're reading this, I am sorry. I am not one for goodbyes. I don't believe in dragging things out. I cut and leave. That's how I am, baby. Save your empty pages for someone worthy of your devotion, for it is not me.

 Until next time...