Did you know that in the '90s I had this weird big cult audience as one of the first-ever online confessional writers on the planet publishing to mobile devices? Back before the word “blog” had even been invented? And while I was touring as a slam poet and having all these crazy drug and sex adventures? Yeah, neither do most people anymore, but a recent Mastodon friendship reminded me that those old fans are still out there. Today, a quick look back, in preparation for perhaps writing an entire memoir next year on the subject.
Substack's been bugging me to do a paid newsletter, and I also just acquired a Kindle Scribe, their first-ever e-ink writing device; so I thought I'd try to combine both and do a blog but entirely handwritten, distributed as a PDF. Your feedback wanted!
Lots of plans afoot! Before I get busy with them all, I thought I'd examine them one by one today; and also remark on this being my first yearly plan made since the pandemic began, and what that means for my wellness and emotional health.
My first two full weeks on Mastodon have gone swimmingly, and I've surprisingly gotten in touch again fast with the old '80s cyberpunk crowd, most notably through a recent fun exchange with pioneer John Shirley. Today, some thoughts back to my '80s punk rock youth, and why they seem to gel with a decentralized federated social network.
In which in one fell swoop I delete my accounts at Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Flickr, 500px, Netflix and Hulu, to instead embrace a web3 future of federated, decentralized social networking
The official announcement of the next big hyperfiction artistic project in my life: a series of ultra-realistic and complex Cities: Skylines game builds, released under a Creative Commons license, for others to set stories and videos about the American Midwest's 300-year history
Some recent thoughts on late-stage capitalism, the changing nature of “mainstream” social media, and the rise and complications of so-called “web3 federations,” on the occasion of being accidentally banned from Twitter due to faulty algorithms
In which I spend my second Saturday of my newest Minecraft roleplaying campaign setting up my workshop and Zen Room, and building a machine that turns potatoes into magic
In which freelance duties force me to yet again start a brand-new Minecraft roleplaying adventure, this one a more laid-back campaign reflecting my real-life situation as an overworked middle-ager relaxing on the weekends
In which I abandon my previous Minecraft story to start this new one, which in the brand-new v1.18 has all kinds of cool new breathtaking things to see and do