I follow The Big Picture every now and then and read one post in particular today that I wanted to comment on.
I was surprised to see that when I went to click on that area it asked for a WordPress login.
I thought to myself, I have one of those.
Of course, danged if I could remember my username and password.
I’d always meant to blog, to keep some sort of online diary of whatever random thoughts went through my head. And really, rather than post on the dozens of internet forums I follow or news sites I read, and having to remember not only the alt I use, but the password for each place, I might as well post my random crap here instead.
The idea of a blog is nice – I have the power to decide what comments appear or not. It’s my fiefdom where I can choose to engage in a dialog or not, censor dissenting opinions or let them through. I doubt, of course that I’ll allow for trolling whargarbl, and of course anything that even remotely looks like spam will be deleted. Only time will tell to what a degree my little domain will be a tyranny.
“Art is Useless” is from an essay by one of my all-time favourite writers and thinkers.
I registered this site February, 2008 and am only now, April 2009, getting around to posting anything on it.
I’ll first of all see if I put anything else on it again before 2010.
