As you all know, Joe is leaving the site. He posted his goodbye yesterday (you guys were awfully quiet in the comments… I’m just saying…) and won’t be updating anymore. Despite what TMZ, Perez, and the other celeb gossip blogs are reporting, Joe is NOT leaving due to me forcing him to post at 12:05PM instead of his usual 11:35AM posting time to make room for daily Amazon updates. It’s simply not true.
Now that that’s all cleared up, here are a few of my favorite posts written by Joe over the years.
I mean, as if the Internets weren’t already vapid enough, I now get “cute” little Facebook pokes and gifts and, oh! what’s this!? I’ve been kidnapped and am being held for ransom! Or I’m the lettuce in Hannah’s BLT. Its text messaging writ large with graphics and color—a world that is hostile to any exchange more significant than liking something up or down and posting your latest golf score.
But I have learned one secret in my 15 years of fatherhood. An infallible, always-right answer to some of parenting’s biggest questions. Women, mothers primarily, have already figured this out, so I’m spelling it out for the benefit of the guys. Here’s what I know for sure about fatherhood: Always Carry Wipes.
Maybe I’m overreacting. At least the cartoon Joe has a head, right? It’s a happy picture, I suppose. There are no weapons or blood smears. Still, it does give one pause. This is the guy who handles ITT finances and technical issues.
They say long-distance relationships are tough. And they are: I’ve never met Steve in real life. Don’t know what he looks like because he won’t cough up a real photo of himself. Never talked to him on the phone. He could be a Borg, for all I know. Can such a relationship last? Only time will tell.
Finally, we have the very first post written for this blog in which Joe baits a typical Nigerian scammer. No excerpt here. You have to click through and read the whole exchange. It is without a doubt my favorite article here at I’ve Tried That. I guarantee you’ll laugh or I’ll give you your money back.
So long, Joe.