When You Left, You Took All Of Me With You...

So we're mucking around trying to get this thing back to what it was. For those of you who've left in protest, I have so much I want to say and don't know how to say it.

I thought about doing a rap, a'la 70s soul ("Girl, you know I loved you from the day you registered for comments" or "You blockquotes just do something to a blogger.") But I thought better of it. Marvin does it better anyway. So on behalf of the magazine (If I may be so bold), this goes to you, you and you...