What's New is Old
Oct 24, 2011
Through the years, I have been back and back to this place, easily my longest running home on the web. I come back and look at the faces I recognize and marvel at how many are new, and I say little or nothing and wander off, but always I return.
And now, when I return, when I land on the front page, I can't help but be a little bit awed by how much it feels like the home it originally was, 12 years ago for me. It probably sounds silly and trite to say that it feels like a fog has lifted, but it really does. There is a definite shift in aura, from that of a place that was once silly that was trying now to be serious, to one that has rediscovered the joy that being silly can bring, and the revelation that silliness and seriousness are not mutually exclusive.
In other words, it's just so good to see home being home again. Welcome back, h2g2!
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It's a curious thing...
Sep 12, 2011
...coming back to a space sporadically through the years, finding it still there, still waiting, still the same in general spirit as it was 12 years ago.
It's a curious thing having a record of conversations I'd long since forgotten, and many that I still remember fondly, or reading articles that I had my hand on that have since been read by countless others.
I come back, and it's all still here, ever waiting, ever welcoming. I've lived on 2 different continents, have had nearly 2 dozen different addresses, 3 children, 2 marriages and as many divorces, half a dozen jobs, many tears and twice as many laughs... And yet some things never change.
What a curious, wonderful, happy thing.
EM Log, 99918071
Aug 17, 1999
I have newly acquired the belief in the ability to type, and here! I am typing! This is the 1,536,402.32 thing that I have believed in, and the 1,536,402 thing that I have been correct about. Amazing.
My goal for my next belief: that Electric Monks will actually be restored to action. Ever since that rather unfortunate incident involving the Monk trapped in the boot, Gordon Way and the horse, all Electric Monks believed themselves to be defective, and so they were. That is the 32/100 of a thing that I have not been able to accomplish. I begin to believe it, I try my very hardest, and then realize that I have believed it, and therefore must not be defective. A frightful paradox, which has sent one obscure corner of my circuit board into a dizzying loop. Luckily, I believed that I could ignore that corner, and therefore, I go on largely unaffected. (Please ignore the fact that I walk in the pattern of a rhombus). I believe that absolutely no one will read this entry, therefore, I tread on in certainty.
EM Log, 99918071
Aug 17, 1999
I have newly acquired the belief in the ability to type, and here! I am typing! This is the 1,536,402.32 thing that I have believed in, and the 1,536,402 thing that I have been correct about. Amazing.
My goal for my next belief: that Electric Monks will actually be restored to action. Ever since that rather unfortunate incident involving the Monk trapped in the boot, Gordon Way and the horse, all Electric Monks believed themselves to be defective, and so they were. That is the 32/100 of a thing that I have not been able to accomplish. I begin to believe it, I try my very hardest, and then realize that I have believed it, and therefore must not be defective. A frightful paradox, which has sent one obscure corner of my circuit board into a dizzying loop. Luckily, I believed that I could ignore that corner, and therefore, I go on largely unaffected. (Please ignore the fact that I walk in the pattern of a rhombus). I believe that absolutely no one will read this entry, therefore, I tread on in certainty.
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