For storing silliness.
De gustibus non disputandum.
- a defunct page on my older research (dissertation stuff and Swinburne)
- Digital Humanities Dream Karaoke
- bizarro-perfume reviews (or: “Ain’t She Sweet?”)
- Tiny Treasures of the Pataphysical Tradition
- Dr. Kremlin’s Disc, specifications for a Hermann Hesse/Peter Suber/Ramon Llull/Marie Corelli-inspired game that was one of the goofball interludes in my 2004 doctoral dissertation, Speculative Computing.
- my Gaelic-language blog
- Directions for visiting a John Keats performance piece I built years ago (along with its surrounding wonderland and set of puzzles) in a text-based online virtual reality, or MOO
- The Death-Wake; or Lunacy. A Necromaunt in Three Chimeras. (in a newly-discovered ludic edition by Ivy Bannishe-K’weto, published in a series of Tiny Treasures of the ‘Pataphysical Tradition)
- The Rossetti Archive Gallery / Cult of the Wombat
About the falling letters: I made the first version in Flash, ca. 1998, and it ran without incident for 17 years, which is not bad, as far as Web stuff goes. My favorite feature was a little green off-switch with a Falstaffian protest against being “scoured to nothing with perpetual motion.” I didn’t stack the deck by including extra vowels or weighting other frequencies, which meant that coherent words rarely tumbled down the screen; hence, the longer the word, the luckier you were.
In the old system, I once saw “dystopic” and “Berlin.” Brendan reported: “Sexy Button! It’s a Fib.” And a hungry Chad claimed to have been tempted with “Garlic Naan.”
Eventually, Wayne Graham started getting on my case about the Flash, and in 2015 I ultimately gave in, and started using the replacement letters he made me as a lovely, pestering gift a couple of years before. Thanks, Wayne! PS: still here.
Let me know if you have an anagrammatic experience.