This would be the First Post

Years ago, I jumped aboard the Myspace thing. I had a few friends there, and a great deal more people who might have been peripherally related to me claimed to be my friends there. The point of the Myspace, I quickly realized, was pictures, and being a homely lad without a camera (or even a cell phone) I felt rather like odd man out.

But it was Myspace. Not their space, and I did what I could. I posted some images I'd created, or had stolen from my brother, the artist, who used my computer to doodle in MSPaint. I wrote, and published some of that. I was in middle school, and Facebook would soon be on the rise.

Facebook was very obviously not MySpace. Not even my space. Facebook was facebook's space, facebook's layout, and if at first I had some level of customization at my fingertips, after two or three 'new Facebooks' I found myself with just the same layout as everyone else. That's something I railed against, the change from myspace, where I learnt a degree of html, breaking into the background of the site and laying it out how I wanted, jarring and incoherent as that may have been. I wanted to do things to facebook. Still do, really. My profile could display that app, and this app, or...I couldn't imagine, anymore, trained as I am.

So, looking for an outlet, both literary and creativistically, and very likely argumentative, I've run here (I googled Blog. Little surprise google's blog service was the first one, no?).
I'm sure to maybe post more things here. And they might be neat. Or banal.