I’ll never forget the day that my college religious studies professor uttered these sad yet very true words in our class about Eastern religions:



“Even in life’s happiest moments, you’re always leaving something behind.”



Nothing could be truer about today, and my eyes are welling with tears as I say so.



After this edition, I’m saying goodbye to the Weekly Volcano. This is in no way a bitter breakup; I’ve simply decided to strongly pursue political endeavors, and I’ll no longer have the time to write for this wonderful rag.



Words can’t express how sad I am to be saying goodbye to you all, how much I’m going to miss this gig, and how long I’ve been reflecting about all of the fun stories about things that have happened along the way.



I originally got this ditty through co-publisher Ken Swarner, and so many people at that time were saying that I’d run out of things to write about regarding the nightlife, restaurants, Tacoma and the South Sound.



Four years later, I still haven’t run out of thoughts about all of the incredible things happening in our community, and it has been a distinct honor to offer information about and believe in all of your businesses, art, music, parties, and initiatives.



I’ll also never forget when I first started hearing from small business owners about how this column had actually helped them achieve record sales. I’m in no way saying so with an inflated ego because the only thing that I’ve ever wanted is for all of our business and social entrepreneurs to do well, and I still can’t believe that you readers would actually take my advice!



It’s also been so wonderful to be a part of the Weekly Volcano team, and watch this little rag that could continue to push forward.



Most of you don’t know this because I’ve been too proud to say so, but in 2008, my father suffered from a stroke, and he no longer knows who I am. Since my mother has previously passed, and I’m an only child, this is the first year of my life where I’m completely alone in the world. Words can’t express how grateful I am for the family that I’ve found in the Weekly Volcano crew and all of you.



However, the very last thing that I’d ever want to do is end these love songs on a sad note, which is why I’m begging you to do the following:



Please continue to support our local merchants.



Love and buy local art.



Rock it with our local musicians.



Get your feet on the street!



And every single day, I really hope you’ll do what I’ve always wanted you to: HAVE FUN.



I sincerely wish you the best of luck with all that life has to offer, I thank you so dearly for reading, may your hearts be filled with love, and may all of your dreams come true.



XXOO.