I've blogged for years. Just never consistently, and mainly on sites that I built that have died away with the passing of time and urls. So I thought I'd try and get back in to it, but using a site that might have a little more permanence. I've been meaning to set up a posterous account for quite some time, but have been too insecure about posting my inner witterings on the web for all to read. But to hell with it, eh? So, what's my pedigree? I used to write a diary. I started writing it when I was 16, and kept it up until I was 21. Reading it makes me shudder, but I'm determined never to destroy it as it gives me a physical connection to some of my personal history. There are definitely some pages that will never see the light of day until after I am dead and gone, but some other parts of it might make entertaining reading. In 1988 I wrote a book (of sorts) using a range of word processing devices, a paper copy of which I still have shoved away at the back of a shelf somewhere. It never saw more than two people's hands, and these were friends who 'loved it'. I also used to write editorial pieces for a student magazine when I was in Newcastle. They were entitled 'Bitchabout' and were pretty much me ranting about local issues pertaining to our lot as students and the 'quality' of the Cruddas Park tower blocks where they housed many of us. I suppose my first blogs were in the late 90s, but they were pretty sporadic, so I'm not sure they'd be considered blogs in the truest sense. More like articles, or reports. I tended to write them about things that I'd done, rather than thoughts on what was happening, so they were pretty self involved. A memorable example was a report on a particularly good night out in New York. Coventry Road dot com was the first site I built to host these musings. On it I used to put up photos of parties, events and such that we used to take part in with a group of friends, most of whom lived in the same street in east Reading. I don't think any of it actually remains anywhere, but the lasting legacy for me is that a card company used a wallpaper of me with bug-eyes found on that site as a novelty birthday card. Without my permission, of course. The joys of digital IP. A bit later came my honeymoon blog posts in 2003, and shortly after that the blogs about our new baby, which I kept up until just after boy number 2 arrived in 2006. Then a scattered array of postings across the web on different platforms as I played with emerging blog apps, and more recently a minor slew of postings on audioboo.fm.
Facebook has rapidly become a source of easy micro blogging for me, as is, to some extent, twitter. But facebook doesn't remember everything a user does; there is a limit to the amount of data stored. I've recently being using a little app on the iPhone which captures social feeds into it's tiny database, if only so I can keep a track of what I thought and did. A kind of auto-diarist app. It's rather nice. I'll stop now and send this, before I change my mind about posting such ramblings.
Facebook has rapidly become a source of easy micro blogging for me, as is, to some extent, twitter. But facebook doesn't remember everything a user does; there is a limit to the amount of data stored. I've recently being using a little app on the iPhone which captures social feeds into it's tiny database, if only so I can keep a track of what I thought and did. A kind of auto-diarist app. It's rather nice. I'll stop now and send this, before I change my mind about posting such ramblings.
