I made a blog and a personal website. Here it is.
I’m an older dude now. I got my first computer when I was 12 years old. It was a Compaq 486sx. This was back when people would dial in to bulletin boards. Back when you traded software on floppy disks.
A few years later, Prodigy and AOL came along and made the internet a household name. Back then the media did what it does now; only reports the horror stories. Due to the fear of me being kidnapped or virtually molested, I wasn’t allowed on the internet and my mother most certainly wouldn’t pay for it. That didn’t stop me from hacking Prodigy accounts and getting online. When that racket ran out, I subsisted using my friends’ AOL accounts until they would get pissed off that they could never get on the internet.
By the time I was a senior in high school I was working as a dish washer to pay for dialup access and hosting. I had my own website, which was basically a blog before blogs existed. We called them E/N sites back then, which meant “everything/nothing”. This was back when the internet was like the Wild West. The good old days, before everyone and their brother was trying to make each other jealous on Instagram.
I proceeded with this stuff into college. I blew my money on dedicated DSL with a static IP so I could start running my own host. I gave free hosting to anyone who wanted it. I drew out plans for something that looked very much like cloud computing using a social network of voluntary hosts.
I have no idea what happed to me once I turned 21. Something changed. I wanted to do something else. I felt like I needed to make a difference in this world. Maybe it was my brother’s Army stories, maybe I watched Band of Brothers too many times, maybe it’s because I came after 3 generations of Fire Fighters and it’s just in my blood. Whatever the reason, I ultimately decided to leave behind tech and go into Law Enforcement.
Your life changes quite a bit once you don the badge. Your entire life becomes submissible in court. All of your dumb pictures, funny tweets, and making fun of your friends in Facebook comments… that all becomes public record. Defense attorneys are happy to use this to smear your character in court and ruin your career. Whatever, it’s their job. Long story short, I had to stop having a presence on the internet.
It’s hard for me to come back, but I know I need to. So, hello internet. I’m back.