I've made some changes to the ol' blog in recent weeks. A slightly different template, a new banner, a new look, added categories, turned off the login requirement--some fairly extensive redecorating. Every so often I undertake a review of the blog and consider whether I should scrap it. I sometimes get an itch to start over and this time around I even test drove a completely different template but decided it was too flashy. In the end I just decided to spruce things up a bit.
How domestic of me.
I sorted through and categorized the old content. And when I was done I realized that I would continue for the same reasons, and with the same doubts, that I always have. It helps me to keep in touch with the few friends who check in here regularly, or semi-regularly anyway, and it serves as a sort of artificial memory and someday I'll be glad to be reminded of some of this stuff.
I had put trickgnosis up behind a wall there for a while but I decided to open it back up. Yes, it is public, but it's not like anyone is really paying attention. Expecting much of a response to one's blog is akin to tearing out the pages of your diary, throwing them in the front yard and waiting for the attention to come pouring in.
That said, shortly after I took the fence down I posted something about the hijacking of my work email address by vile spammers. I mistakenly chose a title both relevant and descriptive but one bound to attract, thanks to Google's astounding efficiency, the wrong sort of attention to the neighborhood. Suddenly there were some unsavory characters hanging around. I'm sure they were disappointed. Mind you, I don't begrudge them their hobbies or their peculiar tastes, I just don't want them in my yard.
So I had to change the title of that post and may yet remove it all together. I've only done that once before and it was years ago. I will add though that I've never removed anything because it was personally embarrassing. The archives attest to this.
It occurs to me that if I'd had a blog when I was a younger man (that is to say if there had been such a thing as blogs when I was a younger man) I might have made a lot of money. All the crazy art school shit I was fascinated by two decades ago is thriving on the internet these days. Imagine the ad revenues! In fact it's all the rage in our other forums for popular culture. I mean, in 1990 the only people fascinated by forensics were artists and/or freaks of various stripes, but now it's prime time television every night of the week.
Sorry for the tangent. I'll be around for the foreseeable future.
