Fragments is Dead. Long Live Fragments
It is the beginning of the end, the beginning of the beginning.
As to make me sure I know without a doubt that I should leave blogger, it wouldn’t let me post all day yesterday. Nanny nanny booboo. I’m leaving you.
Over the weekend, all life support will be removed on our little blog. Heck, he’s five and a half years old now. We’re betting he’ll be able to hold his breath for a couple of days and resurface in a new skin called Word Press.
He won’t look the same. He’ll be plain and pale, possibly rather hideous at first (be sure and don’t stare at him or snikker) and awkward and disoriented and anemic for a week or two.
But the name will be the same, and the voice, and in time, the look and feel. And life will go on. You come back and check up on the old blog and blogger, you fickle flitting blog-butterflies.
Next week (BlogGods willing) there should be lots of grand daughter Abby and Grandest Dog Tsuga pictures and stories. I hope our newly metamorphosed Word Press Photo-Blah-Blah-Blog is up to the task! Come back and find out!
Many thanks to Sean Pecor (past) and Doug Thompson (past and future) for hosting and helping. I’d be down for the count without their help and encouragement.