Hard to believe that I’ve been using Apple platforms for 40 years, Macs for 35, the internet for 30, and the web for 25 years.
Here’s an interesting resource: “A collection of open and indie Mac, iOS, and web apps that help promote the open web.”
Admittedly, I’ve largely ceded my online presence to generally unpleasant silos like Facebook, Twitter, etc. No need for links to those, of course. The gravitational pull of these “click and go” platforms is hard to overcome.
I’d like to add some functionality to my PyBlosxom install here that would reduce the impedance wrt regular posting, but it just never seems to happen. It’s hard to justify spending a weekend buried in an IDE when I’ve got a 6 year old at home. If anyone’s aware of a relatively simple blogger/metaweblog/atompub server-side tool I can point at a Blosxom-style blog-store, I’m all ears. Eveything I’ve found has bitrotted to the point of unusability.
I opened the drawer of my little desk and a single letter fell out, a
letter from my mother, written in pencil, one of her last, with unfinished
words and an implicit sense of her departure. It’s so curious: one can
resist tears and “behave” very well in the hardest hours of grief. But
then someone makes you a friendly sign behind a window… or one notices
that a flower that was in bud only yesterday has suddenly blossomed… or
a letter slips from a drawer… and everything collapses.
— Letters From Colette