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Going through some old journal entries, I came across some Blurty stuff and thought I'd check it out and see if the old website and my first Internet home away from home is still down, which it is: that server upgrade is still in progress, two or three years down this road, so we're told. However, Cheever has put up a new notice in place of the old. There's no new news on it. It's only more dressy and snazzy. And updated. There are now icon-links for Twitter and Facebook. Why do that if you are just going to let the site die and bury it?
When I first saw this new notice, I thought, "But I'm not going to leave Dreamwidth." Not with their reliable service, that comforting sense of stability. Then it hits me. I remembered. In looking up Blurty, I am not looking for a new home for my blog. I want access to those hundreds, if not thousands, of journal entries that are trapped on Blurty's servers, those journal entries that I did not back up.
Yet, if Blurty did come back online, I might cross-post, live there a little. I still feel a lot of sentimental value for that place. It is the place that helped me to feel human again, like I might be somebody likeable, maybe even fuckable. In terms of social life, it was more like 'the college experience' to me than my college experience. I mingled better, flirted with the girls more successfully. It was, remember, a virtual reality - just my words without my face & body. That was how that trick worked. Perhaps my username should have been Cyrano de Bergerac.
Well, no point in getting excited. I would not bet money on ever seeing my old Monkey-Knight blog ever again. Though, the odds have gone up a little.
When I first saw this new notice, I thought, "But I'm not going to leave Dreamwidth." Not with their reliable service, that comforting sense of stability. Then it hits me. I remembered. In looking up Blurty, I am not looking for a new home for my blog. I want access to those hundreds, if not thousands, of journal entries that are trapped on Blurty's servers, those journal entries that I did not back up.
Yet, if Blurty did come back online, I might cross-post, live there a little. I still feel a lot of sentimental value for that place. It is the place that helped me to feel human again, like I might be somebody likeable, maybe even fuckable. In terms of social life, it was more like 'the college experience' to me than my college experience. I mingled better, flirted with the girls more successfully. It was, remember, a virtual reality - just my words without my face & body. That was how that trick worked. Perhaps my username should have been Cyrano de Bergerac.
Well, no point in getting excited. I would not bet money on ever seeing my old Monkey-Knight blog ever again. Though, the odds have gone up a little.
