So this is it, the end.
At least the end for now.
As the old bird in the picture above once sang, “we’ll meet again” … before adding “don’t know where, don’t know when” … though if I was to hazard a guess, apart from continuing to co-manage the Advertising Planning School On The Web [#apsotw], I’d say there’s definitely a good chance they’ll be a post when my son is born and I want to show him off.
So until then, thank you for all the laughs, lessons and insults over the past 8+ bloody years … have an amazing Christmas and may 2015 be an utterly epic year for all of us. I have a feeling it will be, after all, my son will be here.
And with that, here’s a little reminder why you should be glad my impending fatherhood is forcing me to disappear for a bit.
Christ almighty, how the hell do I still have employment after that?
Mind you, that’s not as bad as the fact that some of you watched it way back in 2007 and still came back for more. Mental.
For the record, I still have – and wear – that shirt, and even more shocking than that [at least for Northern] is it doesn’t have any military insignia on it at all.
Not one bit.
And on that bombshell, all that leaves me to say is thank you and goodbye … or maybe it’s au revoir? … who knows, I guess we’ll see.
Whatever it is, off I trot to experience a new, mad, scary, wonderful chapter in my life.
Wish me/him luck.
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