I dunno. Maybe he just can't get excited any more...maybe he can't keep up. Maybe he went into one of his funks where he feels it is pointless to try to love a hobby that he never gets to practice, and he never came back out. Maybe he's frustrated by it. Maybe the whole thing is
so frustrating that he doesn't even bother trying to keep up,
or post, or even read anyone else's blogs anymore, BECAUSE ALL IT DOES IS MAKE HIM THINK OF SOMETHING
HE
CAN
NO
LONGER
SEEM
TO
HAVE
.
Yyyyyyeeeeeeaaaaaahhhh...that sounds about right. It has that ring of futility about it. Futility, and rage. Yes! there is rage. There is rage and--and--and--
...screw it.