When blogs go bad

I wanted to leave Lola to nature, like a run down house with a leaking roof and broken windows. Instead of a wind flapping door I'd have the rotating picture gallery link and instead of pigeons and rats I'd have spam comments building up, adverts shoved through my box amassing on my front carpet - if that's not a euphemism. I was once an avid blogger but so many people are, I wonder how many writers of blogs have died leaving their blogs mid air? I'm familiar with what happens when you leave the natural world but I wonder if you can ever leave the virtual one? Ghosts very much in the machine. These days I do the Facebook and the occasional twat but now the audience has died off (I was clocking up a steady flow of gawpers) I might start blogging again.