VineyRidge makes herself a shot of Wild Turkey 101 mixed with Southern Comfort, sneaks in the back door of the wake and begins to eulogize the dear departed “Question to Merry” Thread…
Although I never participated in the Thread’s life, just knowing it was there made so many gloomy winter days bright. I’d log into the BB, and straightaway check on the Thread’s wellbeing. It was a real pleasure to vicariously participate as strangers became friends, family members squabbled, and the age old conundrums of rain, PMS and men were addressed with civility and humor. The good fellowship exhibited made my total ignorance of all things Californian of little consequence.
The change in format was a terrible blow, as one could get trapped on the interior pages of the thread with no way back to the index from the top of an inadvertently reopened page.
The new format, though, didn’t seem to deter the thread and its adherents. Onward, ever onward, in the spirit of comradeship, the California clique became a corporate body, with its own life, dishing gossip, finding connections, playing the old Southern Game “Who do you know?”.
What made the thread special was its unfailing good humor. Never once was the Thread’s life threatened by non-adherence to COTH rules. Never once was the Thread mangled by administrative intervention. Unlike some upstart threads, the Merry Thread never resorted to off subject jokes and riddles to fuel its existence. It grew organically because it NEEDED to grow.
And so, from a sad lurker, I wish the thread “Godspeed.”
And hope that the California Clique will start another, ASAP.
Weeping gently, VineyRidge slinks out the back way and leaves the clique to its sad duty.
