In which I reveal my secret identity and announce a radical change

Three and a half years is a pretty decent lifespan for a cuttlefish.

The Cuttlefish Poet started out as a joke. I had posted about Cephalopod
Awareness Days
, including a cephalopod poetry contest, and just for
fun, added a handful. I have my reputation to think of, so a quick
nom de tentacle change was required. I honestly thought that would be
the end of it.

But then, Gary Aldridge made the news, and in the ensuing respectful,
solemn thread
, I was struck with a rhyme. So… why not let
"Cuttlefish" make another appearance? So he did. This time, though,
the reaction was overwhelmingly positive, with just enough "that's
inappropriate" to convince me to put it up as its own post.

I am strong, but I am not immune to public reaction. It was fun being
"Cuttlefish", at least at first. The very first month commenting
"he/she" won a Molly! I had to start another blog for Cuttlefish,
just to keep my thoughts straight. I don't update it nearly as often
as Pharyngula, so it's not a great time-sink. And little or no
editing takes place—if I like a comment Cuttlefish makes on
Pharyngula, I post it on the Cuttle blog; if not, I can just let it
stay and get buried in other comments.

There were some close calls. A few people did guess, but their
guesses were either buried in comments, or on their own blogs with
very few readers. Sometimes "his" comments came altogether too
quickly after my blog post, and I worried that it would be too
obvious. After a while, though, I started toying with that, making
Cuttlefish appear nearly psychic. The biggest benefit to this, of
course, was seeing how this intimidated Truth Machine.

It has been fun, but now my own book is coming out, and well, three
and a half years is a good long life for a cuttlefish. And as you know, we've had a few problems here at Scienceblogs, which have led to a little dissatisfaction with the current digs…but hey! I've already got this other blog where I'm comfortable, so I've decided to just up and move wholesale from scienceblogs to digitalcuttlefish.blogspot.com. If I do any
more rhyming there, it will be under my own name, but otherwise, look for new material to appear at the Digital Cuttlefish from now on.

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