The Bee Gees started a song (not to be confused with a joke) with that line, and it came to me while I was pondering this question: “What happens to all my Web stuff when I shuffle off this mortal coil?”
My first thought, semi-sensibly enough, was to move as much of it as possible over here, where it would presumably flourish. I’m coming up on 11,000 posts in a WordPress-compatible format, and I assume I could export those to a file and import it, probably piecemeal, into WordPress.com. That leaves, however, a good 8,000 static pages that can’t make the jump, and I am loath to let them expire when I can’t write a check for the hosting account anymore.
So I’ll have to puzzle over this one for a while.