Go away

It’s moving day.

A site and a blog are bad enough. A site, a blog, and another blog are unworkable. And it’s worse when only one sees new content over any given period, as so often happens here.

So, everything’s moving to a single-family home, albeit a large one. I’ll soon set up the proper redirects and such, and on some future day all the retrograde content will go away.

The new digs? They’re still called oenoLogic, but they’re at thoriverson.com, where they should have been all along. What can I say? The oenoLogician fears change, except perhaps for the spare kind.

Almost all the content that was here is now there. Essays and rants, yes, and also what used to be oneoLog (the place where the tasting notes lived). What’s yet to shift geographies in their full form are the travelogues, which were written in the HTML equivalent of Sumerian and will need to be moved by hand. My joy is…hard to quantify.

But meanwhile? Get the heck out of here. Go. Go. Go!

And all is silent?

No. Oh, no, no, no.

I'm a little bit on fire with some things that need to be said. Not the least of which is a full recounting of the worst wine service in the universe, received just two weeks ago in San Francisco at a restaurant that apparently has aspirations towards Michelin stars in triplicate. But there's so much else, too.

The fact is, though, that the three site format isn't working. The blogs and sites need to be offshored downsized rightsized. And they need to move, now that Google has helpfully announced that they're asserting their branding rights. In any case, Blogger never achieved its potential.

So, since everyone's addresses are changing, why not move to a better neighborhood? Things will be happening, at the most obvious location imaginable. Soon. Very, very soon. Stay riveted. Well, tuned. Check in occasionally. Oh, hell...I'll let you know.