Tuesday, September 06, 2005

Lost but not forgotten

Why do pages get lost and grow old? Can a page once old become a new and an inviting page again? Will those that maintain it fail to do so? Is it doomed to once again grow old and dormant as it becomes lost and only seen by wondering eyes that themselves are lost looking for that something special in a place that is long forgotten?

Only time will tell us the truth and show us how long it can last even though we know that one day will come and all will be lost and forgotten and eventualy dissapear. It will first become hidden among so many other pages that time has lost and eventualy cease to exist as even the internet is finite and will clear its self of the clutter from time to time.

Monday, February 14, 2005

Evey once in a while

Evey once in a while one must step out and try something new. Ideas are nothing if you do not act on them. An idea that sits is an opprotunity for someone else. I have started trends and watch other implement ideas I had. Several ideas become fully working concepts and then fade away. Once I prove that it can be done, my mind looks to the next idea.

Sunday, February 06, 2005

How do you decide who you are online?

My favorite username was created by someone else. So are my passwords but that is different story. I was an intern at a software company and KevMar was the username they gave me. If you look at my name, you can easily see how they came up with it.

What I like the most about it is getting to use it. When I google for KevMar, I see myself on the main results page 3 times. If you were looking for me, then you are at the right place. If you are trying to figure out who I am, then you will have to dig a little deeper.

Chances are you either already know who I am or saw some comment I made that linked back here. Either way, you are welcome here any time.

The time always comes

Gently waiting, softly watching, as the time draws near. It could be now, all I have to do is take that step. Yet, I stand still. It makes little difference if I go now or not. One more moment, one more thought. I know I will go. It is only a matter of time. The time always comes.

Its time to go to bed again. I know it is time, but I have a hard time giving in some nights. I usually have to look at one more website, or work/play 10 more minutes. Some times I find myself looking at a blank page searching for the words to write. Tonight is one such night. I have little to write about, but If I have nothing to write then I should just go to bed.