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I'm moving
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After 5 years of blogging here, I've decided to move on. When the site issues came up this summer, I set up something over at Word Press and tried that out a little bit. But with the recent creation of Google+ it seems like the integration with Blogger is inevitable. I originally started over at blogspot until I was convinced to move over here because of the community. However, it feels like the community spirit of LJ has died over the last couple of years. I'm not sure if that's due to the rise of Facebook, the stability issues of LJ recently, or other issues. And so, I've turned off the automatic renewal of my paid account and I will migrate permanently over to blogspot. That's the place where I got my blogging start and so it seems appropriate to go back to those roots.

I know going someplace without the "friends" feature makes extra work for people wanting to read, but if you'd like to continue keeping up with my antics, you can read it here. I hope you'll drop by and leave a comment from time to time.

I loved my time here at LJ and I've met so many awesome people, both virtual and in person. It's been very cool seeing parts of your lives and careers over the past 5 years. I will keep my LJ account and follow my friends list here, so you'll still see me around. I've learned many things from all of you over the years and I can honestly say that I appreciate each and every one of you.

I've recently finished reading Barbara Kingsolver's Animal, Vegetable, Miracle and found this passage especially timely:

As pageantry goes, what could go more to the heart of things than this story of need, a dread of starvation, and salvation arriving through the unexpected blessings of harvest? Even feigning surprise, pretending it was unexpected and saying a ritual thanks, is surely wiser than just expecting everything so carelessly. Wake up now, look alive, for here is a day off work just to praise Creation: the turkey, the squash, and the corn, these things that ate and drank sunshine, grass, mud, and rain, and then in the shortening days laid down their lives for our welfare and onward resolve. There's the miracle for you, the absolute sacrifice that still holds back seeds: a germ of promise to do the whole thing again another time.

So, in the spirit of the season, I give thanks for you all and look forward to doing it all again.

-Jeff

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Another one leaves the neighborhood...

Well, there's always damn Facebook to know what's up with my ex-neighbors...

Doc, with your insightful political outlook, your love of music—especially the blues, your love of the Red Sox, sailing, good times and your generous offers to "be" Buddy Holly and Keith Richards...

Well, buddy, you may be gone from the 'hood but I ain't giving up on that wish to join you for beers at Fenway Park!

Happy Thanksgiving, Jeff!

Re: Another one leaves the neighborhood...

I can assure you we will celebrate at Fenway with a few beers, Slatts!

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