I’m not big on long goodbyes, but then again, no one (sober) said I was that big, anyway.
This will be the last post, most likely indefinitely, from me or God Hates Reno as a whole.
We have enjoyed a HUGE success considering what a ridiculous little website this is, how it has grown, the subject matter at hand, and the people who have both loved and loathed it. In my experience, many things in Reno live far past their prime, and become sad and dilapidated little things that fester in a has-been capacity for all to see. Being no different, of course we’re going to do the same! The website and posts will remain, as a reminder of a very fun two and a half years of ideas, opinions, rantings, celebrations and debauchery.
Personally, for good and bad, I’ve had enough. I’d like to consider myself multi-faceted (if not talented) and with a head full of different ideas, music to make, other writing to pursue, and evolution in which to be a slave, I’m moving on. Nothing lasts forever, and goodness knows, I’m no different.
Writing a blog/e-zine is a difficult task. It takes money, it takes time, it takes inspiration. Without the help of my friend Ken, none of this would be possible. Unfortunately, I never found anyone else that wanted to follow through with their wonderful ideas. Much like small businesses that don’t get customers, 1,000 people telling you how great you and your efforts are don’t mean much if there’s no participation.
Reno and its people are a funny town, both pretty and well-located, yet transient, insecure and territorial. This balance is the bane of some folks and the inspirational fodder for others. I’ve lived and experienced both. As I continue to explore and help build this town, I encourage all of you to do the same. If you have an idea, make it happen. If you like an idea, support it.
A lot of us in this town simply expect things to be great. Like a spoiled, rich teenager that gets a new BMW for his/her birthday, when we get something amazing, we often take it for granted. When it is taken away because mommy left daddy and lost their jobs, we pout, kick and bitch because life ain’t fair. The lesson to us, the spoiled children of a once-rich town, is we can’t expect things to always be great. We have to MAKE it in this town. This rings true to everywhere you will live.
So thanks, Reno, for your support and fun the last two years. As the links here start to go “401,” the linked pictures start to go away, I hope to see you all in another capacity soon!
A BIG bunch of thank yous to Meredith Tanzer and La Bussola, James DuBois, Dave Aiazzi, Ashlee Stone, Ivy Antonowitsch, The Knitting Factory, Buster Blue, Chad Sorg, Phillip Brown, Jay Wilson (for total support), The Treehouse Lounge, Silver Dollar Court, Divas On The Run, The Nada Dada folks, and anyone else that made us a worthwhile slice of the Internet in Reno.
Yours with saddle sores,
(and the GHR crew)
PS– all is not lost. We’re actually doing stuff over at http://www.burncards.com !!!