One day late celebration of supernaut’s 7th April birthday. Supernaut is fully a teenager now, emoji-ing and posting images like she thinks this is Instabang. Emile said supernaut is a life-project now.
Every year! I forget! Belated celebration of 7th April birthday, last before supernaut turns a teenager.
supernaut is ten years old! Double figures! 生日快乐！
Ten years, twelve countries, thirty-ish cities I can remember, 2162 posts, 4405 images and videos, four designs plus quite a few redesigns, masses of recoding … There was no YouTube, definitely no Twitter, MySpace barely existed and people were still using Friendster, FaceBook had started two months previously, so no one was using that, Slashdot was massive, Pirate Bay and BitTorrent were young, 3D printers? nope! Google hadn’t even made Maps, and Gmail was exactly one week old … there was no iPhone or iPad, MacBook Pros were still PowerBook G4s, iPods hadn’t even got a colour screen, WordPress was a month shy of its first birthday and Movable Type was what everyone was using, 56k dialup was the way to go in Australia, where I was living. Sounds like the Dark Ages.
I’m not sure I expected supernaut to last this long, I think the idea of ten years of blogging was far too abstract to entertain then; blogging in itself was about to be told it was going the way of dinosaurs and everyone would soon be podcasting and vlogging instead. Ten years on, and people still have blogs. More people even, blogs everywhere. People who don’t have their own blog have Tumblr or exist entirely on Twitter, or YouTube channels, or WordPress’ own network, or LiveJournal, or on the hundreds of social network sites like Sina Weibo that was launched only five years ago and has half a billion users. Among the people I know though, having your own website for a blog is still pretty rare. Actual websites, not so much, but blogs?
And blogs that have lasted ten years or more? There’s a few blogs on my news feed that have been around since 2004 or earlier, but no more than a few out of currently more than 200. And over the ten years there have been thousands that have come for weeks or months or a couple of years, then gone. A couple of years seems the average for old-age blog death.
And here is supernaut, ten years old! That’s beyond old age, it’s like time travel, like I was born in the Renaissance and didn’t take the hint about pushing up daisies. So, dear supernaut, happy birthday! If I and the internet are around in ten years, I imagine you’ll be here too, and while I can’t yet easily get you drunk or loaded, I intend to do that myself to celebrate.
Happy birthday to WordPress, which is 10 years old today! I began using it for a site for Gala in 2007, having heard some good things about it and not wanting to torment her with Movable Type, which I was then in the thrall of. Since then, I’ve gone from, “Ooh! Make template changes and don’t have to wait for 1000 posts to be rendered!” to using it for every design project, and because of WordPress, I’ve learnt I know about PHP, CSS, dealing with servers, setting up a (proper) MAMP stack, jQuery, SQL, and all the things that I use to be a designer (currently learning Git, even). So here’s to WordPress, currently running 17% of the internet, and keeping me fed and roofed.
Ja, naturlich, immer ein weniger mehr und immer bisschen spät. Habe Ich heute mit Katrin geplaudert, und dann mir ging ein Licht auf… Ja, am April 7te war mein Blog Geburtstag. Sechs jahre alt, fast 1500 Posten, viele viele Fotos, am wenigsten seben Staaten, hier und da, da und dort, toll, geil, extra voll krass…
Happy birthday supernaut, I would give you a big kiss but you are still only ones and zeros but I love you anyway.
Just to remember where supernaut came from…
mmm… ja, so… leider, ich habe nochmal vergaß.
Meine erste Blog Geburtstag in Berlin! Det find’ ick schau. Das war vor zehn Tage, aber nur eine woche darauf habe ich erinnert.
So I shall enjoy my birthday a little belatedly. Ich bin ein säumiger Bloggerin. Versuchen, es wieder gut machen. Nachgrübeln über Schokolade essen.
Oops … 我忘了… I forgot…
My blog’s 4th birthday was almost three weeks ago on the 7th of April.
I am tardy. Attempt to make amends. Consider to eat chocolate.
Waah! Three years of blogging. How did that happen? Funny it seems more of something to celebrate than my human birthday. So, “gifts of chocolate, love, massages, shoes, or underwear from Agent Provocateur all appreciated.” I’m going to Cape Patterson till Monday night.
Twenty posts ago was my 1000th post. Celebration. Unfortunately the absinthe was only chocolate and the cheap sex was a solitary adventure. I thought, “Imagine when I get to post 10000!…” Then I realised that at 3 years per thousand it would take until around 2033 – minus a year cos it really took 2 years and 11 months to get this far. I conjecture the likely improbability of a blog such as this in 30 years time.
While the post count was 1000, the actual number of published posts was a few short, for whatever blah who-gives-a-fuck reason, mostly due to dropped network connections while posting and resulting double posts entailing deletion of offending twin and thus an absence where there should be something.
I think there is one post lurking here (being ecto) that hasn’t made it to here (being supernaut), because ecto says this is post 1001. Anyway, it’s like a marriage in a registry office all this sentimental anniversary-ising of post counts.
Oh and the title is 1000 in binary (god, no wonder I never get laid).
A while ago I taught myself to count to 1023 using only ten fingers, in binary. I thought that was pretty special, and I guess if I close all my fingers at the end, that could be 1024, but … mmmm numbers.
1000 is a quite nice number to look at in decimal, balanced in a kinda asymmetrical way, and is the subject of this post, because as ecto, my delightful blogging client that I use to dump large bits of pre-formatted html code into whatever post I’m writing making blogging 100% less painful, tells me, the previous post, Sunday tranny-blogging (and spitting in China) was number 1000.
I’m going off to get wasted on absinthe and cheap sex.
(Anyone like to help, otherwise it’s going to be a solo adventure.)
As a purely numerical aside, Movable Type tells me I’ve only posted 981 times, and ecto announces I have 991 entries. I could either assume only one is correct, casting into doubt the genuineness of my celebration, or suppose all are right, and in a few days repeat aforementioned getting wasted on … etc.
As a further aside – kinda like the windbag at the Academies who won’t piss off even when the music has been playing for several seconds, I’m happy that the 1000th post was about both trannies and China. I’ll shut up now. (goes off to brush teeth.)