Ignition

Hello.

Welcome to my 96th blog. After the continued failures of me maintaining livejournal, blogspot, blogger, greymatter, typepad, and all manner of forgotten late 90s technolore, I’ve decided to once again start documenting my life; a questionable decision, most definitely. I’m pretty much talking to myself at this juncture as an ever-increasing tide of blog, vlogs, podcasts, hourly comics, lolcatz, and other internet detritus continues to seep across the landscape.

Movies about the ’60s and ’70s are about war and social upheaval and civic strife. A generation of action and reaction. Thirty years from now, what will the movies on this decade be about? Internet celebrities? Steroid scandals? When they show ‘vintage’ newsreel footage, will it have the CNN Situation Room with the latest on Britney Spears? Will prop departments go mushy at the sight of retro cellphones and hybrid cars?

I look forward to academic texts on the first wave of webcomics, to historical documentaries on the lost age of televised high-speed police chases, to finding broken iPods on worn-down Ikea shelving in the Salvation Army.

Anyways, when I’m a belligerent old man yelling about the cost of hydrogen and the corrupt Obama legacy, I can show my grandchildren/clones this archaic text and proudly proclaim that back in my day people became famous using nothing but their wits, ethernet, and a collection of electronic gadgets that cost more than an ox.