Well folks, today marks the end of Conceit and Sociopathy 4.0.
I'm closing the book, so to speak, on this blog. However, I'm not putting the book back on the bookshelf just yet, there may or may not be a Conceit and Sociopathy 5.0 in the future. Time will tell.
Truth told, I really don't have the passion for it anymore. Haven't for the last couple of years. Perhaps I've settled down since I got married and had a child. Perhaps, since my conversion, my antisocial tendencies and anger issues have largely subsided. Perhaps hipsters really did ruin alcoholism for me*. Perhaps it's all of the above?
Or maybe, despite my best efforts, I've finally grown up.
Yup. That's it.
So that's that. The end of an era. Will I be missed? Maybe by the spambots and aggregators. My social media presence will also diminish in the coming days, as I focus on older protocols no longer in fashion.
While I'm largely immune to the blogging bug by this point, new strains are emerging every day, ones that are resistant to vaccines or antibiotics. You never know... I may be back.
*Hipsters Ruined Alcoholism For Me was an article I wrote recently but never posted. It's still in my drafts folder, never to see the light of day. It dealt with me trying to find (online) an old Sazerac recipe I liked, only to find most Sazerac drinkers are an elitist, fussy bunch of cocksuckers, at a level rivalling most Martini drinkers. I eventually gave up and went back to drinking straight bourbon until ulcer # 4 hit.
You know what else you'll miss? If You Meet the Buddha, Kill the
Buddha, another draft article detailing the time when I finally met a
certain local blogger whom I respected (name withheld), and whom I came
to discover, after some conversation, was a lousy human being... and our
brief physical altercation (which I duly won). Never posted for legal reasons.