Dry Your Eyes

I've got troubles. Right here in River City. Troubles with a capital T and that rhymes with B and that stands for Blog.

Justin Bock's posts were getting to me.

But I guess they were keeping the blog moving.

Maybe I should have just left and let the blog become the Justin Bock show.

But no: if Bock wanted to have a blog, he could have had one. I didn't want that crap on this blog.

If we had to resort to Justin Bock to continue adding content, then the blog may have truly run its course.

Now I'm sitting here, thinking about putting the blog down and moving on.

There would be a new blog, with many of the same contributors and probably similar content, just without all the baggage of the ol' staches blog.

It would be a new beginning.

But it would be an end.

Goddamnit.