I miss writing cursive. I got into an email conversation with Susie Donahue, my high school sweetheart, about the problems with contemporary education systems. I whined and complained about how teachers are bound to a doctrine of useless junk that doesn’t help kids get through real life – I mean, how many kids need to know the area inside a triangle, versus how many need to know how to buy a home? I guarantee you that over the course of my life, I’m going to buy more homes than I am going to estimate triangle size.
One thing led to another, and I found myself writing longhand on a piece of graph paper. Bizarre. I haven’t written cursive in years, maybe even a decade. All those hours I wasted scribbling away in elementary school. I wish I’d have learned to draw well instead.
She asked me why I’d started my own web site, and I couldn’t remember. It seems so long ago that I got started, and I can’t even remember what state I was living in. I remember getting my first site on Geocities, but I think I migrated off that pretty quickly because the ads were so invasive. I remember putting a lot of my fiction on there, and I don’t even write fiction anymore, much less put it on my site. I also recall doing animations of song lyrics with the precursor to Flash, back when Macromedia first got it started. Wish I’d have kept those.
If you’re interested in seeing old versions of my sites, check out the Wayback Machine at http://www.archive.org/. It’s a free project that aims to archive everything on the web, and make it publicly available. My site used to be called www.WickedLife.com – and man, have things changed.