In which the author confesses a certain feeling of futility, but not without a shred of hope and gratitude

Welcome to Mud, Mambas and Mushrooms. This is where the bloggy part of my new fractured web presence will live, while the sort-of static pages are over at http://new.kurtisscaletta.com.

I’ve given up on my web host, and moved this blog to wordpress dot com. While this means all of the content is here, it also means that some links are broken, and maybe some images won’t show up, but the text is here, and I’m all about the text.

And though an experienced and, I think, worthy, webmaster, I am now relying on a miscellany of free or practically free web services and abandoning the idea of a central repository of stuff over which I have much control, since that control proves to be illusory.

But you know, we’ve come to accept that the Internet is a volatile and rapidly changing place, rife with expiring links and disappearing websites, plagued by hordes of unsolicited ads for Viagra (which my spell check acknowledges) and nests of rapidly-breeding malware (which my spell check does not acknowledge). Thank you for sticking with me in these churning waters and mixed metaphors.

Your humbled author and blogger,

- Kurtis

4 thoughts on “In which the author confesses a certain feeling of futility, but not without a shred of hope and gratitude

  1. I’ll keep reading, despite the lack of a series comma in the blog title, while it exists in the blog subtitle, which saddens me deeply.

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