Farewell, Undercover Black Man. Hello, David Mills.

Today marks the retirement from blogging of Undercover Black Man, aka Emmy-winning friend of the blog David Mills. As he explained on Monday, he's done 2000 posts in a little over 2 years, and the blogging has taken its toll:

It hasn’t been healthy. Blogging interferes with my sleep pattern. It distorts my food choices. It deprives me of adequate sunlight. (I think I have rickets.) And it has alienated me from people I love and like.

So now he's going back to focusing full-time on his TV writing career. If HBO picks up "Treme," he'll likely be on the writing staff with old friend and sometime collaborator David Simon, and hopefully he'll have another chance to create a show as entertaining as "Kingpin" (and with a longer lifespan).

But before he goes, I want to point you to some of the highlights from his brief but memorable blogging career. He taught us all about the historical fear of attack of the GIANT NEGROES!!, introduced the concept of the Misidentified Black Person of the Week, and pursued other passion projects like uncovering videos of chicks with ukeleles. ("I believe history will show I was ahead of the curve on (this)," he says now.) He also talked politics with David Simon, held a roundtable discussion on the N-word and streamed an awful lot of music at his Vox stash.

UBM, the blogging world is less fun with your departure, but I understand. And, again, I apologize for any way in which I might have inspired you to get rickets.