Right, I think I’m done. I have changed everything over to Out Of My Tree. As I mentioned in a comment somewhere I realy wish there was a copy and replace for the entire internet. It would ahve made the transfer of bloginess a hell of a lot easier.

When I made the decision to shut down Camel (which wasn’t as hard as I thought it was going to be) rather than do another redesign, I did consider for the longest time* leaving the blogosphere all together and concentrating on that of most evil things, getting a life.

And then I remembered something.

I already have one.

I have more close relationship’s with people online than I do in the real world. Maybe that is sad and tragic but I am way past the point of giving a crap about what is cool. The friendships I have made through this medium mean so much to me, and the fact that I will probably never meet most of you doesn’t depress me because I believe you don’t need a face to face to feel… y’know?

But that isn’t really what this post is about. It’s about this.

In India a man has married a dog to lift a curse that he believe was placed on him after he beat two other dogs to death.

Yep.

That’s what I said.

He was advised to do this by “an astrologer and others”. You just know that this had to have been an “I wonder if we can get him to do this?” pratical joke dare type thing.

And people think my life has gone to the… no, not even I can complete this sentence.

*about 10 seconds