This morning, a twinge of sorrow hit me. After spending some quality “not-really-asleep-nor-awake-but-reading-will-tip-those-scales” time perusing the more relevant social networks (my morning routine), I had remembered Tumblr, and for all intents and purposes, that it’s dead. And that mine was still out there, roaming mindlessly within the endless ether of our greatest collective invention like some poor abandoned caribou calf that got separated from the herd, pathetically lost in the desolate wild of the arctic.

I considered what it had been up to all these years, with only the occasional spider for company. I visited it. My tumblog was still live, barely, cowering by the back door, likely wrenching the intellect of those unfortunate souls who happened upon that lost path. It was still, frozen, begging for the inevitable fate to rear its mangled reaper and finally end the neglect and abandonment and misery once and for all. …