That was the reaction this morning when I failed to pick up that copy of the Boston Globe as I got my one luxury of the day, a cup of coffee. I said no, not today, but didn't elaborate.
It's over, folks. The relationship with the Boston Globe is finally over. Why do I feel liberated?
I'll still bring you a few items from the memory hole as I clean up this blog and decide where to go from here. Thank you, dear readers, for sticking with me.
On the other hand, I should give you the opportunity to judge for yourself.
Aside from the new pay-model, I just don't like the look and haven't been there today except for the link. No paper, no web site, no links. Sorry.
