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Back in 2000 when I started this blog, <a href="http://blogger.com/">Blogger</a> was a godsend. It made life easier. I'd no longer need to edit my archive pages whenever I added an entry, or cut and paste the little pieces of javascript I modified from a guestbook that enabled comments. It automated my online ramblings. And ramble I did.
There's an odd weariness in the online air. <a href="http://www.zeldman.com/2006/09/29/blahg/">Grandfather Zeldman is tired</a>, and if you look around, <a href="http://stopdesign.com/">Doug Bowman</a> and <a href="http://thebignoob.com/">Ryan Sims</a> have stopped writing, <a href="http://simplebits.com/">Dan Cederholm</a> and <a href="http://mezzoblue.com/">Dave Shea</a> update once every solar eclipse.
I find myself sapped of enthusiasm, not because I have nothing to say, but because I seem to have outgrown the blog format. <a href="http://www.airbagindustries.com/archives/airbag/boxes.php">Greg sums it up best</a>:
<blockquote><p>When content is forced through a entry-commment-trackback-pagerank strainer it all comes out looking the same no matter how the templates are designed. Sure this format is functional but it's more like a Maersk shipping container than a Volvo s50. This is fine for commercial purposes, the blog is certainly the must-have online marketing device, but I miss those days when content wasn't confined to categories, calendars, and links to vote a piece of content into a popularity contest.</p></blockquote>
I've grown as a designer over the years, and I feel the need to express myself in richer, fuller ways. There have been so many times I've wanted to design an entire page around something I blogged about. It'd have visual elements relevant to what I wanted to say. I eventually took, like I'm taking now, the lazy way out.
There is so much I want to tell you, but words got in the way.
Maybe it's time to unblog. We have unconferences like <a href="http://barcamp.org/">Barcamp</a>. It's time to shake things up and code like it's 1995 again.

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