The Final Sundown

Goodbye friend. You made it to the bottom, all the way down the page, and this is it, the end of the line… or at least, the end of the line of your scrolling downward… call it what you will. (Though, aren’t we all scrolling downward, really )

I’ve tried to grow and stretch as I went along (though I'm writing this long before actually attempting to grow and stretch in future, later posts, so really I'm just assuming that I did - I could be way off), and hopefully the things your read, the images you saw, and the sites I linked to were far more interesting the further up you discovered them on my blog (hopefully more interesting than the things you found way down here toward the end). It’s sort of reverse literary evolution, written foreward, but then read in reverse. It would be like reading a book that became less interesting as you went along, but that's internet blogging for you. If not, then I've have some major emotional growth problems. Of course, I know I do, but for the sake of this blog I’m writing as if that’s hypothetical.

What I did try to accomplish was to make your downward read at least seem connected. The problem I’ve always had with blogs is that it is reality in reverse, history told in the present, then trailing off into the past. I wanted to find some grand unifying theory (or GUT), similar to the search in physics to unify general relativity and quantum mechanics.

Speaking of being connected. Just a side note: If you never saw it on PBS, try and get James Burke's Connections series on DVD through Netflix. It’s one of those programs that makes you think that there’s someone out there who is A LOT smarter than you are. If my blog has made you feel the same way… well, then I’ve completely failed. If I’ve made you think I’m smarter than you are, that just shows how stupid I am.

And finally, in 1990 a friend of mine introduced me to AOL, which was sort of the consumer internet at the time. I wish he'd simply referred me to their stock, as I’d now be having my assistant write this blog, while I’d be reclined somewhere in one of my the three Swedish saunas on a sprawling estate. That didn’t happen. Instead I have a shower massage faucet head. The point I’m making is that I gave that AOL account up for only a year in the mid-90's, then when I later tried to re-activate it I found I could no longer use my old sign-in name. That name was Joe@AOL.com. After only one year away, AOL was suggesting I use the sign-in name Joe317@AOL.com. Just goes to show you how fast our world spins. I hope you're holding on to something.