And here i live, in this mortal realm of the interwebs. Trapped by Hypertext Markup, and the squawk of pings and the like. In an ethereal world, where data swims around like little fish in a very big pond, waiting for someone to pick them up and plant them into their own personal ponds, until they have had their use and get thrown back or discarded.

Where this simple website receives no more then the infrequent visit from its owner, and a few esteemed friends. No one really cares that i'm trapped here. Accessible from anywhere in the world, on a multitude of systems, PC's, Mac's, Linux's, Laptop's, Notebook's, Palmtop's, Web Viewer's, Mobile Phone's and Ipod's.

A lonely life I live. Serving the needs of my owner, as he ponders his own needs for me, the website. At least I have access to his blog. But I still wonder why his Xbox 360 has a blog? Maybe I, the humble website, should start my own website. But neigh, my owner has not given me enough coding to allow me that benefit. So here I wait, in eager anticipation of my owner making his mind up on what to do with me!