Today I was challenged about this web site.
“It’s not very welcoming”, they said.
It’s true. You go to the main domain site and it states curtly “Your IP has been recorded”. This is true of course, your IP address has been timestamped somewhere on my server which means I know when you were there and I can likely track you down to your IP pool at the very least.
But that’t not all.
“You want to start something? sounds like you’re picking a fight”
Well, that’s because I am.
I’m what they generically call an “angry blogger”. You only need to look at my tag cloud to see that. I call people names. I swear. I shout. And my tone is challenging at best, aggressive most of the time and down right insulting at it’s worst.
But that’s not really what it means.
Do you want to start something?
Start something. Start a blog. Start twittering. Start using RSS. Start filling in your FaceBook or LinkedIn profile? Start connecting. Start a new business. Start talking to people. Start paying attention. Start looking outside. Start listening. Start losing that weight. Start learning a new skill. Start reading more. Start thinking more. Start playing games. Start a community group? Start a web site. Start an open forum. Start getting involved. Start something.
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Start turning talk into action?
Start showing progress instead of activity?
Start creating a movement from an initiative?
Yes, *and* start fighting for it!!!
Start being safe………..Who needs an IP address? It might be wise to chose who you wish to start a “fight” with, especially as you were dumb enough to publish your home address here on 6th Jan.
@CT – that meant to be a threat? I already publish my mobile number here. I’ve told people I’m director of companies which means my home address is a matter of public record. I’ve no issues with people who read this blog knowing my address.
Don’t be a idiot.
Get over yourself! I was ust trying to start something.
Forgive me but when an anonymous bloke turns up with a hotmail address and makes veiled comments about my safety, I immediately want to know what he thinks he’s got.
you’re forgiven
I’ll fight you!!!! ZOMG!
cut back on the coffee
*whine* I don’t drink coffee any more (okay okay, the odd cappucino)
Next time I see you in Charlies i’ll buy you one, maybe. lol
Em, I always presumed that’s what you meant in the sub-heading.
But then, I’m eminently clever.