It turns out that when life gets rough and I find myself choosing between points of focus (spoiler - it goes family, guitar, work, everything else is bullocks) I have had less and less compunction about getting away from Magic.

I had a big flowery post talking about the history of things and why they got to where they are, but I don't think anyone really cares for the long-ass biopic. So, here's the thing - Legacy never got big here, I got laid off years ago and never fully recovered, every playgroup I've had in the last few years has just gotten sick of each other and fallen apart, and I have just had enough of the Jeremy Hamblys of the world that it just ain't worth it for me. So over the last few months I have sold 95% of my shit to the LGS and really have not looked back at all.

I have a handful of sentimental decks. The Goblins deck I have maintained for years; the Kithkin deck I used to help my oldest daughter with basic math; the garbage Ghost Council of Orzhova EDH deck that tries to only play cards eith words like "Ghost/Haunted/Spirit" in the title. I don't want to say "never say never" but at this point it's like... Nobody around here plays, the people that do are people I generally don't want to be stuck in an unventilated room with, I'm clearly never going to play in KC or Chicago or Denver because I had opportunity to do so and always hemmed and hawed my way out of it, so like... Fuck it.

I know that I am probably just a small fish shitposter and maybe 3 of you will even care if I never post again. That's all right, but I'm a little too Midwestern to leave the party without saying goodbye, even if I'm just talking to the cat.

Some of you people are pretty great. Some of you are Lemnear. That's okay too. Just don't be a Hambly.