Learning To Live On Our Own

In the long- lost mists of Internet Past, before Kos was a Great Orange Satan, before goatse, even before walrus lost his bukkit; a misguided architect with a mistaken belief that he had something to say and a medically worrisome musical compulsion started a blog.

And almost immediately, nobody noticed. So he changed his nym.

And hardly anybody noticed. Nobody ever banned him, but he did die, and came back like in a crappy zombie movie.

Eventually, of course, the repeated manic-depressive swings irritated Google (as it was struggling to become Skynet) and the entire system crashed. Yes, it was my fault, and I am sorry.

So I played around with a new blog using iWeb, hosted on MobileMe. I really liked it, it was all kinds of flexible, allowing more standard pages as well as whine-blogging. I was also able to post videos without them bleeding off the side of the page (I know at least one of you will remember I used to do a similar thing when making cassette tapes), as well as being able to just post songs.

So of course, A week or two ago, Apple announced the demise of MobileMe, and iWeb would not be updated any longer.

So here we are on WordPress. I imagine you can expect this to be the death knell for WordPress (if I had to guess, I would say Microsoft will buy it and give it the Clippy treatment) but until then, here I be and here I whine.

  1. now I kind of want a recut Logan’s Run, where at the end Michael York emerges onto the Earth’s surface, looks around, shakes his fist at the sky, and screams WOOOOOORRRRRDDDDDDPRESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

  2. I need to change part of that narrative, as I have now been banned from a couple of places.

  3. Whale Chowder says:

    WTF is wrong with your bloog?

  4. Whale Chowder says:

    BESIDES that. What happen to the history?

  5. Whale Chowder says:

    Goddamnit, now you’re just fuckin’ with me. I swear this was the homepage Sunday. Now i have to go looking for this page and the FIRSTbot is top story. Technology is hard and I haz a sad.

    Gratz on the team’s success, BTW but don’t think that lets you off the gibbet.

Go ahead, tell me how I fucked up this time.

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