Revival

Ok, I know it was a long long time ago (in a galaxy far far away) when I last posted to Epicycle. I did actually move the site for a while onto a Freedom2Operate hosted site, and used Wordpress, but sadly that blog stagnated and died as Freedom2Operate expanded.

In the last few years bandwidth has become cheaper, web standards have become richer and the rise of social networking has made personal publishing more of a norm than a niche. With this, the Blogger interface has also become more capable. It's still not as configurable as Wordpress et al. but given my habit of "tweaking" I think I'm more likely to post using Blogger than anything Wordpress based. ;) Moreover, there have been a lot of changes (within as well as without) since my last post, and what with the coming new world order, I can't help thinking that the next several years will be interesting enough to blog about.

So I've decided to revive Epicycle. I can't promise that I'll post more frequently, or even more poignantly, than before. But I'll try. My layout template still needs some working (told you I love "tweaking") and some of the old links are now dead (please let me know if you stumble across any of them). So please mind the wet paint.

And if you are a citizen of the U.S.A.: VOTE!

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This is a test post from , a fancy photo sharing thing.

What does this button do?

I suck at this bloggin' malarky. It's been over a year since my last post. Opps. So much has happened in the last year I don't know where to begin... The beginning would probably be the best place to start, but as with all cycles (and epicycles!) the beginning is ill defined. Ack.

I'm currently in a state of flux, severing ties with my Yahoo! email account and moving over to GMail. Being the deligent type I was going through my message archive, filtering out all the mailing lists and websites that I'd subscribed to over the past 3 years as a Yahoo! netizen, when I came upon a "Welcome to Blogger!" email. So I logged in and lo and behold it's all changed. The entire face of the Blogger system has been refitted and repainted. It's as if they called in the guys from "Changing Rooms" or something. Wowsers.

So I began reading my friend's blogs, which I hadn't visited in a while. That was good. Sharifa is in Dubai; Zahra is all married, has travelled most of the parallels between the tropics and is just about to head for Thailand; Maria is the usual refreshing and insightful Maria; and Aziz's "Unmedia" is still causing sleepless nights for a state full of liberals ;). Good stuff.

I feel bad for not staying up-to-date... now what does this button do?

Reflective excuses...

I haven't written for a while, I know. There used to be a time where I felt like I had to somehow catalogue my life in immaculate detail. I was never one for keeping a journal so this habit would usually be fulfilled by a handful of e-mails to friends and family around the universe, telling them of my day, my thoughts and anything else I felt it was important to record. I'm not sure why I felt like I needed to that. Not so much the aspect of sharing my life, but for feeling obliged to commentate it in literal form. I guess it was, for me at least, a way of somehow preserving the adventure. I don't know.

These days I find myself e-mailing less and less. And I think that is partly why I began this blog -- to takeover where the philosophy of e-mailing left off. But the lack of a blog entry in the last fortnight or so, seems to imply that this isn't working. Doh! I guess part of the reason for this is because I don't have the time to write like I used to. But also, I feel less compelled to write for some reason. Less compelled to preserve the adventure, or necessarily share it with other people. I don't know (answers on a postcard to ...) Sorry.

Anyhow, excuses aside, I have this in my head.

Where do we go from here?
The words are coming out all weird,
Where are you now, when I need you?

Alone on an aeroplane,
Fall asleep on against the window pane,
My blood will thicken.
[ The Bends -- Radiohead ]