NOW PLAYING: Home Page Hell 2 February, 1998 The Wife has said that she wants input on her new site before I begin hacking mine apart (again), but I don't know how much longer I can keep my hands off this.... I don't have a concept, a clue, a direction for what I want to do -- I just know that I'm not happy with this arrangement anymore. I also started wondering just why the hell I even have a site... It doesn't do anything, I'm not selling anything on it, it doesn't provide any kind of service or information that would interest anyone outside of my family or friends, it hasn't been a place where I've publically posted any "HTML-experiments" or tests... I mean, what's the flippin' point? Just another one of the millions of Personal Home Pages™ that clutter up the servers on the Web. The mandatory page of links. The must-have bad writing of the kind that makes up this very rant. I've even had the obligatory photos of our pets here, dammit. Shouldn't I be beyond that by now? Really, I think anyone who would care has already seen the dogs a long time ago. The thing is, I like my page of links. I use it every day. And even though my writing is terrible, I enjoy doing it. I read all the time, and recognize good writing (which is why I know mine sucks -- it takes practice and experience and study, like any other craft, and I don't spend the time doing that). It's a different creative release for me. I won't apologize for the dogs, either. Even Derek has a snap of his cat on his pages. I make websites for a living, all of which have specific goals, and are full of content that I don't have to come up with; I have to put it all together and make it work. Often, the last thing I want to do when I get home is more web-stuff, so my "personal sites" get neglected. But when I feel like playing around, and not having anyone to answer to but me for what I do, it's nice to have a place to do that. Guess that's the point. Now, I just gotta figure out what to do with it. Again.
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