You gotta keep changing

There’ve been some more changes in my life, both off- and on-line, so I feel obliged to begin by giving everyone on the Series of Tubes an update as to my online activities.

I’m no longer on the social network/goal-tracking site 43 Things, thanks to dissatisfaction with their version of customer support.  This was a difficult choice, because against my expectations, and seemingly against the wishes of the Robot Co-op – the amusingly named techno-hipster tank which runs the site, based in (where else?) Seattle – 43 Things became a truly social place, where interacting with my long-distance friends became more important than actually tracking what I was doing with my life’s goals.  I suppose in looking back at it, it’s inevitable that sharing one’s life ambitions in black and white every day with folks who were baring their souls in a similar fashion would create some intimate relationships, even over the ‘Net.  It was really surprising, though; I found lasting friendships and even love on that site, so it wasn’t something that I took lightly in leaving.  I’ll discuss details of why I did so later in subsequent posts, but for now, if you are joining this blog from 43 Things, welcome.
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Waking up

I started this morning deep in dream-shadow.  I woke up trying to detangle the last shreds of REM-sleep from reality.  In the dream I was describing my family to someone.  I had gotten to my uncle, and described him as having four sons.  I named his second oldest grandchild as his oldest, and put her age as significantly lower than it is, and woke up with a strong sense of wrongness.

My first thought was “That’s not right!  George doesn’t have four sons, he has two!”

In reality, George has three.

Dreams do that to me sometimes.

Trying to regain my online presence (obviously I’ve fallen off the net somewhat).  I’m going to make more of an effort to at least occasionally read LJ, and am considering starting a Facebook account, because I’ve been getting lots of invites recently from people I haven’t seen in ages.  I’m weeks behind in e-mail.  If you REALLY need to get hold of me, phone.   If you really need to get hold of me and don’t have my number, either of the other authors on this blog can ‘ping’ me for you.

Will try to do better at being in touch.

Good housekeeping

teh worldIncidentally, I thought I would bring to note a couple of changes here at the Hidden Message…stuff we’ve been thinking of doing in order to make this seem a bit more like home, and hopefully draw some more eyes to it.

First, dig our fantastic icons!  That was one of the things I actually liked about LiveJournal, and I had a great deal lying around from my time there – moreso really than I could even store there, in number, size, or format.  Here, it’s a bit different, and once I learned how to put them in place, albeit by fudging things a little, I don’t even have to worry about such things.  And, as an added bonus, I can even put breasts on the icons or whatever I wish without worrying about the LJ/6A/SUP/Whomever Police jumping in and censoring my journal on the complaints of ridiculously sensitive fundamentalist hyperactivist groups!  How nice!  Anyway, much of the “Scooterbird Collection” has yet to be put in place, so watch this space for further details.

Also, you may have noticed that we have another “correspondant” here, Deadbytes.  He hasn’t yet produced anything for us, but that’s okay, as he receives exactly the same from us as he would if he was writing, which is the big squadoosh, so, no harm, no foul.

There’ll be a few more changes in the future as we go forward; nothing that would cause us to go sour or anything (coughBoingBoingcoughcough).  Watch this space for further details.

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