Sweet sorrow and all that… but allow me dwell on happier sentiments.
I’d like to thank Doug once again for lending me the keys to this big, rumbling, cantankerous, and unstoppable truck of a blog. I’ve been a loyal Balloon Juice reader for at least four years now, so blogging hereabouts for the past two weeks is a real treat and honor. To use a well-worn cliché, if you’d told me when I first started blogging a little more than a year ago that I’d see my name up there with FEED, I would’ve been a very
terrified happy recent grad.
Of course, I couldn’t leave without thanking the loyal commentariat and all ye insufficiently praised lurkers for reading (as well as subjecting me to a shockingly mild initiatory hazing). Readers here always provided additional insight and knowledge in the comments. To make a long pander short: I don’t care what John calls you guys on the weekends when he’s +3 or more — you’ve got a friend in me.
Anyway, if by any chance you enjoyed my writing, you can always catch me at my little nook (par example, I’ve got something up today about Mystery-Man Mitt and Vanishing Policy Platform). If you’d like to read my work but find my blog distinctly lacking libertarians to yell at through your keyboard, you can also catch me at The League.
Lastly, because we as a species tend to like symmetry, I’ll conclude as I started: