Ash nazg durbatulûk, ash nazg gimbatul, ash nazg thrakatulûk agh burzum-ishi krimpatul.
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Revamped the Links Page as previously threatened.
Also, new Life and December/January Archive.
Minor updates: fixed a typo on the December/January Archive and a broken link and outdated reference on the Tempe High: TZQ page.
Major update: Well, unless you're blind (or I'm a complete idiot and forgot to upload my new stylesheet), you've noticed my redesign. New, less blue colors, and a "Latest Update" link conveniently placed at the top of the page.
Addendum to the above: I recently noticed that the SatAM Petition at Team Artail is no more, so I finally removed that bar from the main page and modified its entry on the links page. Still a good place to look for updates on the state of the SatAM toon...notably, four eps are due out on VHS and DVD in coming months.
(Note: Somewhat in contradiction to the above, yes, I still have my Nader/LaDuke button on the contents bar. Better still, it's not even a dead link anymore.)
And, of course, I've a new Stream to commemorate this historic event. I even updated twice in one week.
Today marks two years since I uploaded this silly-ass thing to Crosswinds. Since then, it's been through three servers, a presidential "election", the turn of the century, the end of the world as we knew it, and the new wave of video game consoles. Not too bad for a worthless little pile of silliness that I hardly even update anymore with a readership I can count on one hand.
But besides all the goings-on in the bigger world, the page has had its own share of special moments...journey with me, if you will, through some of those thrills, chills, and...uhhh...fulfills.
December 9, 1999: I start picking at a new homepage.
February 6, 2000: I finally upload said homepage to Crosswinds.
March, 2000: A golden era, and probably my favorite month of this page's existence. FP hacks, Blues chopped in half, and the town of Assaram. In loving memory of Charles Gray.
Big events of 2000: I graduate high school, start college, turn 18, and purchase a PS2 on the release date.
January 14, 2001: The first ever Holy Trinity Adventure.
January 15, 2001: Sonic '01 is born. (Incidentally, if anyone gives sufficient rat's ass about the BBS for me to try to put it back up, let me know.)
The rest of 2001: Nothing really notable happens, making this retrospective of the past two years actually take up less than the first year.
On another note entirely, I recently thought of something that's been bugging me for years...as far as I know, my generation has no Official Unofficial Nickname yet. I mean, I don't have the numbers in front of me, but I'm pretty sure I missed Generation X by a few years, though the adults who gave speeches at my junior high graduation seemed confused on that point. Not only did they think we were Generation X when we weren't, they also seemed to think of "Generation X" as a highly demeaning and cynical term for some reason. Like there's something intrinsically negative about the letter X. Which is something of an irritating viewpoint to somebody who dug Mega Man X so damn much he still has an X in his E-Mail address eight years later.
I'd ask Steve to verify the content of the speeches given when we finished eighth grade, but, as I recall, after we finished sixth grade in an orgy of him kicking my ass with Wolverine in X-Men: Children of the Atom on our field trip to Castles and Coasters, and me swearing much more than probably sounded right from a twelve-year-old, Steve just sort of spent the next year sleeping and playing ping-pong and then just showed up at Prescott High School. By which point, of course, I had departed that miserable hellhole to live in a sweltering pit and go to the ever-under-construction ghetto school that was Tempe High. (Hey, it was still way better than Prescott.)
Anyway. All this to say, I don't think my generation has a name yet. I've heard dumbasses kick around "Generation Y", but if that sticks, I'm going to be pissed.
As clever nicknames go -- you know, not an official unofficial nickname like "Gen X", but more like "The Me Generation" -- I've gotta express my support for "The Simpsons Generation". Because, let's face it, the era in which I grew up has been satirized and summarized nowhere better than The Simpsons.
You know, I had another clever tangent I was going to go off on, but I can't remember it right now, so, in the interest of just getting the damn page uploaded, I'll forego it for the time being. Who knows, maybe I'll remember it and even update again this month.
Other forthcoming Stream topics include a certain panel in Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles #2 (vol. 1) that has suddenly become really intriguing to me. Unfortunately, Win98 doesn't like my video card and WinXP doesn't like my scanner. Can't win.
Games: Dragon Warrior VII...dangerously oldschool.
Books: The Return of the King. I'm even going to read all the appendices this time.