It's dark and the only source of light here is a monitor on top of a playroom stool. If you look closely, you might even notice the walls have green, flaky veins that run to the floor. You didn't think you could take the abuse of a silent room, and you didn't even think your callused thumb could either. The last thing you heard before logging onto the computer were the tiles crunching under your feet. The last thing you felt outside of your isolation were your wet socks. What do you have left but the bittersweet sense of belonging?
Chapter I. The Importance of Onions.
Onions are sort of a symbolic object of nostalgia to me. They can be left in a room-temperature basket for months, and they're pretty flexible foods. They're often the last impression you get from a meal, whether it's because they leave a nasty aftertaste, or they are one of the many staples to a good American burger. The last smell I would remember every day though was the smell of onions from Grandma's couch. ONION ROOM serves as a "me" archive, nothing more to it.
I don't wanna spoil my plans for this section, so i gotta hit you with that "THIS SECTION IS UNDER CONSTRUCTION!" Trust me, something's gonna be here. In the meantime, why don't you read some stuff linked to the left? Or drop a message in my G-book to the right. Your choice.
News from KGCL
Joining NetEscape! I've already set a small goal to network with other webmasters, and nothing kicks off the spread of my work better than participating in a webring! Go say hi to my neighbors in NetEscape, with all good intentions from OR.
Hey, guess it's about time I checked in. Before I address a couple recent updates (you may have caught them already), apologies for being on and off with the site. These past months I've been receiving G-book feedback and E-Mails from fans of the site. I can't stress enough how genuinely impressed I am in myself to create something that would gain somewhat a resemblance of an audience (well, I have no idea how many people keep up with OR but I'm just assuming from the fact that anyone took the time out of their day to E-mail me to praise my work.) I've gotten my ego fill for the week. Anyway, "What's new?"
An Update Log! Yep, the one you're reading right now.
Repurposing the Blog. The blog was in such a weird place when I first created it, especially since I haven't updated it in forever and I even have a journal for all personal life writings. From now on, all content under "Blog" is COMPLETELY site-development related; updates, read from the front page. More activity coming soon.
- Signed, Cagey