Welcome to my new website.
Given that there are billions of websites on the internet already, is there any possible reason I could have for adding another one?
The answer, of course, is no, especially since my reason for having a website is, “I write stuff and people might be interested in it”. Anyone who is interested could just ring me up and find out what they want to know rather than have me pollute the internet with another website named after some guy whose name isn’t unique enough for the .com address to be not already parked [1]. That sentence is long enough and has enough double negatives to confuse the Dalai Lama, so I’ll leave it as it stands.
Suffice it to say that I have a website with my own name and for that I will make no apologies. To use my name as the website name seemed a perfectly natural thing to do, despite using one’s own name being lame and unoriginal.
You might have noticed that this is no blog website, and that it has no “created by” or “powered by” advertisements at the bottom. That’s because:
- I have an interest in coding websites and love to get hands on [10%], and;
- I'm too cheap to pay anyone else to do it [90%].
But I’ve got so much time on my hands (what with the constant ducking and weaving to avoid life), what else am I going to do but put together my own website?
If you said, “Do a graphic design course to learn how to use colours other than this goddamned green-on-green”, you’d be right.
In the beginning there was the Commodore 64 (to paraphrase a great poet with a direct quote, “the greatest invention ever made by man”). The C64 didn’t know about the internet. It didn’t even have an intranet. What it did do was teach me where the home keys were (putting characters with names such as “asdf” and “jkl;” within reach), and how to poke memory locations to change the screen colours to green-on-green.
You didn’t have to worry about caches, viruses, video cards or networking issues with the C64. It had none of that. But it was the font from which spewed forth everything else that has happened in human history since [2].
I hope you enjoy my website, or at least that you live long enough to produce a scathing critique of it on your blog so that our names will be linked together for all eternity within the vast depths of the google cache.
Notes:
[1] “Parking” is a potentially useful practice where someone reserves a domain name that they intend to use in the future. Unfortunately, others see this as a way to make quick money, and reserve domain names with the intention of flogging them off at an inflated price to a legitimate user. Parkers are filthy, lice-ridden hermits only one step above spammers and pastry chefs on the evolutionary ladder. No offence to pastry chefs.
[2] Apocryphally, hairband Europe are said to have based their song The Final Countdown on a program written in BASIC that counted down from 10 to 1 and then shorted out the power in the entire building. Such was the power of the C64 that it inspired this and many similar masterpieces of modern art. The Europe story may never have happened (since I just made it up), but the point is that it may have happened.