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Category Archives: Retrospectives
Borb rambles about 2020 & emotions
It’s that time again! It’s time for me to vomit into a text block about my year and how it went and all that good stuff. It’s gonna be a bit of an emotional one so just heads up. Continue reading
A circus or a seaside pier, a sausage or a can of beer
Rambles about my childhood, triggered by the worldwide pandemic. Continue reading
mariversary 2.0: I Actually Paid for This
Last year, I wrote a semi-sappy, emotionalish retrospective of my time spent on Neocities and how it lead to me meeting Caby. I think I sounded more guilty than I actually felt. There’s a lot more that went into “orange fox bad” than you can just sum up as “angry me” or “dumb kids”. Frankly, it was kind of the perfect storm of insanity. We still giggle about it.
This year’s mariversary (two entire years since I made my site there!), I thought I’d do something more fun. Every so often, I’ll see someone hold up Neocities as an example of the spirit of the old internet kept alive. I’ve talked at length about how bullshit that is, no, we’re not getting into it again. What never gets brought up though is how utterly broken Neocities actually is. Neocities is best described as a second-week Ruby on Rails prototype, yet Kyle Drake was ballsy enough to get people to pay for it anyway. Including me.
And prime example of why it’s so fucked: despite me getting banned, all my Supporter’s sites are still active. All of them. I thought it’d be fun to go back through all the ones I can remember and explain why I made them. Time for memories~ Continue reading
Good Influences – My 1-year Anniversary Blog Post
Hiya, it’s mon, ringing in at around 7pm on January 21st… Not sure why that’s notable, but whenever I write little journal entries for myself, that’s usually what I do before I get to what I’m talking about. (Hopefully I can start writing less of this for myself and more of this for the blog.) Continue reading
Auld Lang Syyyne
Caby enters the new decade~ Continue reading
A Year Under the Bulb: Origins
In all the chaos surrounding Somnolescent, lurkers, and people peeking in at our operation, I realized I’ve never fully told the story of Somnolescent leading up to its formal inception on this day last year. Believe it or not, the name Somnolescent stretches a long, long way back, all the way back to 2011 or so, and it’s been a tale of abuse, betrayals, and triumphs ever since. I kinda wish I was joking.
Should I be sharing some of this? Who knows, but I’ll do it anyway. If you’ll allow me a few paragraphs to ramble, I present the official, messy, canon history of Somnolescent as it well and truly happened. Continue reading
caby rambles, as requested by a badger boy
Wanted to write something for the big event, and after like 3 attempts, I decided I should probably quit rambling about vague nonsense and instead concentrate a bit more on how Somnolescent has helped me kick a seriously unhealthy issue of mine. Continue reading
Reflections (and Reveries)
It’s your local four-portraited lad, dcb. I’ve been here for a full year now, and it’s time to reflect a bit. Continue reading
Borb comes to ramble about things
Hey, its Borb! Your local hyperactive, alien gremlin!
Were steadily approaching the anniversary of, not just the site network, but the anniversary of the group coming together properly as a whole! As I’m considered a senior member, I figured I’d give my input on this special occasion by telling ya’ll a story. I’m gonna do my best to not kill any souls who dare to read this segment by not talking for too long about each topic. Continue reading
How the Goldfish Man Changed My Life
My stepmom had a bookshelf CD collection when I was little. Young spergs have active imaginations, and I was no exception; album art was everything to me at 5. I probably spent more time staring at the cracked out, surrealist album covers and being confused, fascinated, and terrified than I did listening to anything at that age. (Redman’s Malpractice, whose blobbily-proportioned cover guy is still unsettling to look at, is a prime example of the weirdness I found in there.)
Of course, I knew just enough about CDs to know what they were for, and just enough about our family’s Athlon-based Windows XP machine to be able to listen to the odd album or two. Somewhere down the line, Counting Crows’ This Desert Life fell into my lap. It was bound to catch my attention; it had a man with a fishbowl for a head on the cover, how could it not? What wasn’t bound to happen was how important the album would become to me; in fact, it’s the first album I ever truly loved.
That album turns 20 today, and I’m feeling sentimental. No one else is looking back on it, so I’m going to. Continue reading