May 17 2009
The End

Well, here we are. I am now sitting in Gate B47 of Denver International Airport, preparing for my twenty-seven months of service in Bulgaria and trying my best to come up with something witty, thought-provoking, and heartfelt for the three people I believe read the online experiment known as What Would Batman Do? I promised myself I wouldn’t cry.
Ha. Someone just tried to page “Hugh Jass” over the loudspeaker. Oh, devious American middle school students, I think I’ll miss you most of all.
To everyone who’s read WWBD within the past eleven months, thank you. To everyone who’s come here looking for free porn involving Miss California Carrie Prejean and Megan Fox dressed up as Catwoman , you missed one hell of a ride.
I created What Would Batman Do? back in July last year for two reasons — to make a couple bucks by preying on the prepubescent fantasies of our nation’s vast supply of nerds and to force myself to keep writing even when out of a school setting. I had no idea I’d actually be recognized for my work and even make some new friends .

As we’ve laughed and cried together throughout the many years (one year), you’ve all helped to teach me about the nature of blogging, the vast power available in social media, and most important of all, what Batman would do.
I promised myself I wouldn’t cry.
(insert crying emoticon)





