I really like this video from Mike Rowe, host of the show Dirty Jobs. Apart from this being a sneaky way of getting me to watch his show (because after seeing this I just like the guy in general), it addresses a lot of the stuff I like.
Here, watch the damn thing first so I don't spoil it.
So I've tried to think of things I've been asked more than once. And one is the title there: everybody and his brother Simon, King of the Witches, has a website or blog or whatnot that they own. Their own domain, their own corner of the Web. Do you need one too?
The answer is honestly probably not. But the main question you need to ask yourself is: what are you trying to accomplish?
Most people just want a place so that they too can be heard. Read. Whatever. If you just feel like blogging about your cat, then perhaps you don't really need your own site. You might be fine with using your Facebook account, or even that old standby LiveJournal or just going and getting a mycatrocksyourface.whatever.com at some place like Wordpress.com.
Seriously. They're free, there's no infrastructure for you to support, and your cat's three fans can read up on its latest adventures and whatever you dressed it in this week.
I really wish there was a replacement for the Amazon MAB tool. Why is it so goddamn difficult to ping Amazon and collect an ASIN? You would think there would be a Greasemonkey script that would do this, or at least some way of pinging AWS to do it.
I would barter free DVDs with somebody who could write one. Or point me at one. Because I'm finding jack all when Googling for something.
Jhayne, the Lady Porphyre, is going to Alberta next month. In an effort to raise the $250 needed to prevent a crater in the middle of her wallet, she's selling digital prints, original or no, for $10 a piece. This actually a pretty good deal for everybody involved, because her casual photos are better than any I've ever staged. So. I mean: I'd be paying you $10 to take one of them.
Anyway, if you want to see her work, check it out here. Her LiveJournal is here, and you can see the work that I received here.
This is me.
No, really.
I am a writer, poet, spoken word performer, actor, singer, improviser, content creation and idea machine, freelance iconoclast, and the internet's janitor that dispenses pop culture wisdom to the protagonist of your choice. I have seen too many movies, read too many comic books, and when the zombies finally come, I'm the one you want to call. I sure as hell won't answer the phone, but it's the thought that counts. I advise people on the net, websites and technology, because I know these things instead of having a life or sleeping.
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