Once upon a time, there lived in this very space a tiny blog. Mightily did it struggle against the forces of time and the ravages of neglect, but in the end it was overcome, and it perished.
R.I.P. The Head Cult
That leaves me a blog widow, and now that I've had sufficient time to grieve, I'm thinking about dating again. Nothing serious, just lunch with that blog from down the street. Maybe a cup of coffee now and then. I'm still healing, after all. But this is for the best. It's what The Cult would have wanted.
I miss writing. I miss offering up my lovingly crafted ideas to be mercilessly shot down by anonymous strangers on the internet. I miss writing 2000 words on topics that no human on the planet, myself included, is interested in. Good times...... Good times.
So, I'm offering up this plea to the internet at large: Adopt Me!
Winter is quickly setting upon the Colorado high country. My employment status is once again uncertain. A new neighbor moved in with an unsecured wireless connection. The planets are aligning. I think the time is right. May the ghost of The Head Cult forgive me.
Don't count on me to match the output I had at The Cult during its prime. I'm thinking a couple posts a month or so.
Former readers of the Cult will be familiar with my particular brand of dreck. If your blog needs a couple thousand words of filler every month, I'm your man. Just to refresh your memory, here are a few of my past diatribes and ramblings:
The Climate Prize
Constitution for the Common Man
Quran Controversy
Original Intent
Dear Internet, I have already run one blog into the ground. Who will be next? Adopt me!
