I’m reviving my minor part in the Small Web.

Do I suddenly have more to say? Not in particular, but in the process of cleaning up lots of old things and old memories, I realised that I missed feeling part of a world of words. Like everyone, I fell into the world of short status updates and private messaging (the latter not so different to the 90s, except that this time we don’t have a single app pulling all the chat protocols together). My ability to self-host never went away, but convenience trumped continuing to maintain my own software stack as my day job moved away from hands-on tech, and also as my life changed in various unexpected ways.

For various reasons, now feels like a time that I’m able to consider revisiting this world. I wonder how many old friends are still out there?

Now playing: Pure X by Pure X.

ancient doom awaits us