just get it out of the way right now that Tripod was
a hideously fruity Massachusetts hippie commune crossed
with a gross venture capitalist web magazine. They
hosted my site for a good two years, which I guess
was okay, but it was always really embarrassing to
meet Web professionals at the high-powered soireees
I attend and say to them "Uh - my site is on Tripod."
had some cute little ideas, like "Pods" where you
could sort of classify your page and try to finagle
people with similar interests to it. I put my page
in the "Zine" pod because there wasn't any better
place to put it. Within a couple weeks, I won "Best
Of Pod" which was cool, but in the little review of
my site they called me a "ranting psycho." What?
fuck you, you granola-eating, sandal-wearing Massachussets
fuckholes. I'm not even going to bother to spell the
name of your state right. A "ranting psycho"? What
the fuck is that? I guess when all you read is Wired
magazine and Hanson fan pages you get a little soft.
"Psycho"? What kind of criticism is that? Maybe you
guys could talk a little better if you didn't have
Lycos's cock in your mouth all day, huh?
Erik and Chet offered to host me at Old Man Murray
and I gladly accepted. No more pop-up ads for stock
trading or Better Homes and Gardens. Although computer
games aren't my area of expertise (I don't know the
difference between Daikatana and some greasy nerd's
vanity project, for instance), I think I'll be a good
part of the OMM "family."
however, nothing else has changed. As a moving-in
present, I anti-aliased the outside of Crap, our monkey
mascot, and his little circle. He's been gleefully
shitting all over the new site. I'm still going to
update every weekday. Wednesday is my birthday, there'll
be something special up for that. I got paid perfectly
good American money to write an article about video
games; you can read it here.
that's about it for today. Check out the archives
if you haven't ever been here before. Was that Daikatana