photo allegedly by Steve Smith
CORRECTION: that ain't me. Balls. Steve Smith was kind enough to send me a bigger pic, which under further examination revealed that bike and its rider to be someone else. Clearly, the person I mistook for myself has great taste and is strikingly handsome. At this point in the derby, I was probably licking my wounds from being knocked out by none other than Gene-O. Que sera sera. This is a cool pic, all things considered. It was a stellar homie.
I'm the guy on the gold bike behind the fella in the middle, front and center. I wasn't quite sure it was me, to be honest. But I knew that the bike was mine, and eventually I became convinced that the knucklehead on the bike could be none other than myself. I guess I will call it serendipity.
I am excited about getting my real site up soon. It will be nice to show off some of the work I've done on the web. Heck, I might even get a little work out of it. I also plan on devoting part of the site to helping the DIY-set who don't want to pay someone like me to build them a site. Being a fan and advocate of the open source philosophy, I look forward to it. Some might call this counter-productive, but methinks they miss the point about the web. It is about possibility. It is about creativity. It is about (cue the theremin music) the future.
Postrad for a better tomorrow. It's like the WWF, except with less pandas. Or Macho Man Randy Savages, depending on which WWF you think of first. Which is why I leave you with this image:
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