I’m not sure why I’ve always been obsessed (and occasionally fixated) on having a personal blog.

I think it’s mostly that writing has always been the artform closest to my heart. I love writing, and I find excuses to do it a fair bit (although the fact that my most widely read work has been on reddit probably tells you all you need to know!).

And in truth, I think that’s at least part of why I’m resurrecting the idea now. Partly, it’s a creative outlet - much like music making (which I’ve sort of rediscovered recently), it’s also a desire to move off of reddit. I’ve been a redditer for 14 (!!!!!) years. That’s…a long time.

And believe it or not, although I’ve flirted with hating the platform before - r/Donald was a thing, and then the API/monetization weirdness - I don’t really hate Reddit. Hilariously, for a DevOps Engineer/Platform Engineer - I kind of hate ALL social media.

My Facebook page turned into a crypt about three years after we were ‘allowed’ to create pages there, about 2007 or 2008. I’ve checked it occasionally since then, did a big update/refresh right before I got married, another in 2016 or so, and then…nothing. Even after the kids were born. Hell, especially after the kids were born. So a couple of months ago I deleted it.

I’ve never had an Instagram account, or a TikTok, or a . I create a Youtube account, originally to share videos with friends and family. Over the course of 13 years, that’s meant…19 videos. There most viewed of which is from my Empires and Puzzles obsession phase, which has a whole…530 something views.

I’m not quitting my day job, is my point.

Anyway, as much as I enjoy the occasional social media…‘adventure’ my social media diet has been pretty solitary for years and years.

And yet…this silly brain is just crammed full of things I feel obligated to scream into the void.

One time, I wrote on a project/demo that I was working on, on the FAQ, “Honestly, if more than a handful of people read this FAQ, we’ve already exceeded expectations.” Narrator voice We did NOT exceed expectations.

But I think that point kind of carries forward, doesn’t it? My thoughts being mediocre, or unformed, or unpopular…don’t make them any less my thoughts.

And now I have a digital whiteboard to scribble them down on…and no need to ever erase them (unless I want to).

Welcome. Let’s see how weird things get.