shaving with history
Tomorrow I transition. From a wonderful experience inside the Xbox LIVE family back to my home. The road. And where that road takes me, like so many other good things in life, is still undetermined. But I will be back on the road. Somewhere. Solo in some foreign country doing the only thing I know how. Probably with a cigar. Probably with a glass of wine. But always with wonder and always with love.
For now though, I'd like to say thank you. I'm not one for good-byes. They depress the hell out of me and nothing is really ever good bye, not really. But I'm always one to be thankful. And to say thank you to the people that made this last year a joy and a lesson. This wonderful foray into the world of Xbox would not have been possible without a gauntlet of accomplices, a venerable cast of characters that gave me a shot, showed me the ropes, taught me well, oiled my wings, and had the trust to turn me loose and let me dominate. There are many. And I thank you all. I really mean that. Thank you.
I would be remiss if I did include two such thank you's.
I want to thank Trixie360 for giving me the opportunity. There are few people in this world as crazy as I, and only one crazy enough to hire me. Trust without cause. And for that I'm thankful.
And The Mighty KP. Ropes shown. Shots fired. Invaluable. Teflon. The ambassador and pillow of intelligent rage. You taught me well. I thank you.
Without you, there is no me. Stay well my friends. All of you. I'll see you in a few. It's time to go home.