Friday, March 6, 2015

Sailing? OK, Why Not? Hoist the Anchor and Unfurl the Jib -- Sunset is Thataway . . .

Dear Friends, Family, Followers, Fans, and Passers By,

I have been maintaining this silly, simple website for several years now, without ever missing a single day. The real purpose of Cobwebs is to provide my beautiful wife with a daily laugh, and give us an excuse to sit together cheek to cheek while we giggle over the goofy things that come across my browser.

Lately, my neurological disability (paroxysmal dystonia...go look it up) has made it harder than ever to force myself to sit for even the few minutes each day it takes to gather a few chuckles, and my heart is just not into the daily struggle. Rather than allowing the quality to droop, I have decided to quit hurting myself, and stop updating the site.

Cobwebs in the Wine Cellar has never been a big viral internet success story. People all over the world have stopped in, but few of them stayed for more than a visit or two. There have been a few posts that caught the attention of some random Redditors and generated a bucketload of page hits for a few exciting days, but besides my wife, my dad, and my dearly loved friend Jackie, I'd be surprised if anyone even notices or cares that I'm gone. But this isn't a whiny plea for attention, just a simple seeya later.

There are nearly 20,000 posts here that will be here as long as Google doesn't shut down entirely or as long as I keep paying the annual domain name registration. A few of the older posts have content that has expired and is no longer available, but there are lots more of them that might actually still be funny. Enjoy 'em while you can.

Adios, and thanks for everything folks. In the words of The Truman Show:

In case I don't see ya, good afternoon, good evening, and goodnight.