Administrative Note

On or around March 18, 2001, I started blogging.

Records show I first registered the domain “adventuresintothewellknown.com” on September 10, 2003, although the Wayback Machine has entries with the Adventures design as far back as July 2002. I was 35 years old.

Blogging was a brand new thing, and I started it mainly as a way to force myself into the social stratosphere of Washington, D.C. Bloggers got together. We’d shoot pool. We’d do happy hours. Then, you’d go home and chronicle your, um, adventures. You’d try to make your blog as good as Lex’s or Scully’s or Eve’s. Or, I would, anyway. I rarely succeeded–these were some brilliant human beings.

But blogging was also was an area for professional growth. My interest in blogging led me to learn how domains work, how to register them and how to direct them; how to manage a content management system such as WordPress or GreyMatter before it (remember GreyMatter?); how to design a Web page; how to code; how to troubleshoot. It was largely an interest in blogging that allowed me to move from journalism to Web-monkeying to doing the tech logistics work I’m doing now.

Often, when a blogger starts a post like this, it leads to a retirement announcement. That is not the case here. I have breached my 50th year on Earth, but I believe I will be keeping a blog until the day I stop refusing to die and am placed face-down in the ground (you know why face-down, ya’ll).

But I am moving.

Mainly, I’m moving because my current host costs money, and Blogspot is free. I find that more sustainable as I no longer need a Web host to make me seem like I know what I’m doing. I no longer create Web spaces for a living, and nor do I any longer even consider doing it for fun. Kids these days laugh at my ancient methods anyways. Tables? You still use tables? 2000 called! It wants its BLINK tag back!

So, I am working to archive this project to Blogspot. It is a project I may never finish because as far as I can tell, copy/pasta is the only way to do that work. But, the work is kind of nice; it allows me to review a lot of blog entries. I’ll like the Blogger backups better anyway as they are straight-forward RSS rather than WordPress’ more proprietary approach. Not to mention, Blogspot provides a community aspect you don’t get with a standalone site on a shared server.

If you have a site with me, I’ll be talkin’ to ya, and we’ll get things moved around. I mean, I have a year at least. But my intention is to not pay this hosting fee again next year. So the official site is now at aitwk.blog, which will forward to the Blogspot. Entries will be archived there and removed from here as we go.

See yinz over there.

Bright Before Me: The Signs Implore Me

Pretty much the only thing I have ever known until now about Claudine Longet is that she mounted a ridiculous defense for a murder rap. And the only reason I knew that is because I was reared on Saturday Night Live. What I didn’t know until recently is that one of Longet’s standards is one of my very favorite songs. Goes like this:

Only, I usually hear it like this:

I mean, you can spoof on Randy Newman all you want:

But he wrote this lovely thing.

Covers of the song are not uncommon, shall we say. But you haven’t lived until you’ve heard this one:

Just sit for a moment and let that sentiment sink in: Human kindness is overflowing. And, I think it’s going to rain today. Then try not to smile. It’s really something.


So I’ve got to thank my Moms for an early birthday present. Have a look.

Last weekend was an Edinboro visit weekend, as the previous was the big family reunion. It was grand and both locations are beautiful off the charts. Plus, we had a mission, to get my Granny set up with a compyooter since the provider she’s used for years is shuttering. The book seller lady has moved out of the mall onto Erie Street. And the world-famous Edinboro Mall is still sad. But it certainly is beautiful and an excellent locale to scout out some good cast iron. (This pan was a bargain at $22.50.)


More YouTube goodness, a wonderful Nova episode regarding Darwin and evolution:


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