My blog is moving to this location from seedcake.com. I sold the domain for modest sum to a business that sells bird seed and supports a social networking community for bird house builders. It seems a good use for the domain name. So my blog is now here. I have sold my slice of virtual real eastate. Although I’ve only really recovered my expenses making Seed Cake more of a saving account for me. I trust the business-savvy owners of the new site will stimulate the Seed Cake economy.
This location has several advantages. The main being, as a hosted space, I can now accept comments. I have tried over the years running Moveable Type to allow comments, but I’ve always been pounded by spammers. I hope this works out better.
It also makes me ruminate a bit on my use of the term Seed Cake. I posted my first web site after spending an hour or two reading BareBones HTML in 1995. I posted to my Earthlink account — and lived with the tilda in the domain name. I also think Lisa and I were sharing an e-mail account. My “visual metaphor” was the rooming house where Lisa and I lived in the attic. I used a paint program and liked the crude graphics. I had used Photoshop, but I don’t want to even talk about the rancid production of my first solo-desktop publishing job. The printer just about clocked me. I had prepared the images in Photoshop not realizing anything about print resolution. They looked fine to me on screen. The only saving grace about it was that the previous newsletters I’d been working on were so poorly done that even 72 dpi photos were an improvement. Around the same time I started a PDF-only zine called Seed Cake that published a few copies including a pair of stories by Willie Smith, some stories by Lisa, and a “children’s book” I created with potato stamps. PDF publishing was pretty new still in 1995, and the magazine was reviewed in one of the last, or maybe even the last issue, of FactSheet 5 by Seth Friedman. Oddly looking now through the dreck on my harddrive I can’t find any record of the magazine, old copies, nothing.
The Waybackmachine’s record of Seed Cake doesn’t start until February 2001. I remember registering Seed Cake thinking that I could build an empire with that name because it had nothing to do with me. I would have a magazine, a publishing empire, anything I like. Ideas were like seeds. I would be the Johnny Appleseed of ideas. This was the during the heady heights of the dot-com gold rush in Seattle. This was a small press, mimeographed version of that mania.
And now during the inversion of hte second bubble of this decade, The Great Depression II, I’ve sold my stake.
But at least the ten people who drop by on occassion can leave comments!