Hey there. My name is Doc. It's not actually my name, it's just what people call me. Well actually if we're referring to the definition provided by Merriam-Webster, then yes, it is my name. I proclaim myself as a "hobbyist everything". "Well what does that mean???" Fear not, I'll tell you. Being a hobbyist everything is a desire to try a new thing, but instead of it being one new thing it's as many new things as possible. I've made it a life goal to try (most of) everything at least once, and I hope I get close enough to that goal before my body withers of old age or something. I'm a graduate from a small community college. I received my two-year degree, an-- *INHALE*-- Associates of Applied Science, Network and Systems Administration. Yes that is the full name of my degree. I almost didn't graduate by the margin of one credit. ONE. It's not that I wasn't good at it or anything. It was a lot closer to it wasn't particularly interesting to me. But I probably should've paid attention to it. I might actually have a job if I did. Ah well. I'm a creative writer. I haven't produced any content, yet. I'm still working out the kinks on that. My first project is a visual novel but right now I'm trying to figure out how to bring an artist onboard. Because it's a sort of catch-22 situation. Artists want to be paid upfront before producing, but I can't pay artists until the game comes out. So I'm pretty stuck making my own artwork. I'll see how far that takes me before I get frustrated and give up. I'm a casual programmer. I don't really want it to be my career, but I do enjoy a little casual code here and there. I imagine being a coder full time would be stressful and not very good for my mental and emotional health. That's part of the reason why during the middle of my junior year of high school I jumped major ships from Computer Science to Sys Admin. I figured that being an admin would be better for my emotional and mental stability than being a coder. Also, my preferred language is Visual Basic.NET. Didn't feel like getting laughed out of the building for that one. That's about it for relevant stuff about me. If you stick around there's more site content ranging from stories to dreams of mine to just random nonsense I've chucked in because I can. I got mentioned in a blog post by another sysadmin who goes by okami, where she was redesigning her website and was looking for something interactive. Unfortunately my old one isn't *that* interactive, but it fit the bill for something flashy. If you can even count hacked up code that isn't even mine flashy. In my defense, I'm not a web developer, I'm a systems administrator. Two totally different things, I swear! Did you know I know who you are? Well, I don't really. I just know your IP address is 216.73.216.217 and you're connecting from Mozilla/5.0 AppleWebKit/537.36 (KHTML, like Gecko; compatible; ClaudeBot/1.0; +claudebot@anthropic.com). I used to resent PHP, but it's now proven invaluable to me in building websites, such as this one right here! I would need to give my many thanks to kelvinpw, who was one of my colleagues in college and pretty much shilled the hell out of PHP to me until I decided "ok sure". Also, that stuff I spit out isn't actually logged anywhere. It's just generated on the spot. This website homepage is actually three pages in carefully placed iframes. A sane web developer would do this in one page, but I'm not sane, or a web developer, so I put the pieces into three pages instead. It allows me to keep the contents boxed up and not going everywhere. Actually, putting these into iframes also helps a lot with the reactive design if that even makes any sense whatsoever. Also imagine having these pieces sharing a single set of CSS. Ha. Ha ha. Ha ha ha ha. ha() { ha() }; On this day, I see clearly. Everything has come to life. A bitter place, and a broken dream. And we'll leave it all behind. On this day, it's so real to me. Everything has come to life. Another chance to chase a dream. Another chance to feel. A chance to feel alive! Are you still around? There's only so much I can talk about to fill paragraphs of. I wrote more content here than most of my writing essays in college. Granted, I never did have to write a thirty-page thesis paper or anything. God I hope I never have to do that. Anyway, there's only so many of these paragraphs before you start getting repeats. I think I wrote twelve of them. The first one is always first. The next three are in random order of those next three. And then the rest are just at random however they come out. Hell, you might not have even seen them all, and that's probably why you're here still. I got mentioned in a blog post by another sysadmin who goes by okami, where she was redesigning her website and was looking for something interactive. Unfortunately my old one isn't *that* interactive, but it fit the bill for something flashy. If you can even count hacked up code that isn't even mine flashy. In my defense, I'm not a web developer, I'm a systems administrator. Two totally different things, I swear! Did you know I know who you are? Well, I don't really. I just know your IP address is 216.73.216.217 and you're connecting from Mozilla/5.0 AppleWebKit/537.36 (KHTML, like Gecko; compatible; ClaudeBot/1.0; +claudebot@anthropic.com). I used to resent PHP, but it's now proven invaluable to me in building websites, such as this one right here! I would need to give my many thanks to kelvinpw, who was one of my colleagues in college and pretty much shilled the hell out of PHP to me until I decided "ok sure". Also, that stuff I spit out isn't actually logged anywhere. It's just generated on the spot. This website homepage is actually three pages in carefully placed iframes. A sane web developer would do this in one page, but I'm not sane, or a web developer, so I put the pieces into three pages instead. It allows me to keep the contents boxed up and not going everywhere. Actually, putting these into iframes also helps a lot with the reactive design if that even makes any sense whatsoever. Also imagine having these pieces sharing a single set of CSS. Ha. Ha ha. Ha ha ha ha. ha() { ha() }; On this day, I see clearly. Everything has come to life. A bitter place, and a broken dream. And we'll leave it all behind. On this day, it's so real to me. Everything has come to life. Another chance to chase a dream. Another chance to feel. A chance to feel alive! Are you still around? There's only so much I can talk about to fill paragraphs of. I wrote more content here than most of my writing essays in college. Granted, I never did have to write a thirty-page thesis paper or anything. God I hope I never have to do that. Anyway, there's only so many of these paragraphs before you start getting repeats. I think I wrote twelve of them. The first one is always first. The next three are in random order of those next three. And then the rest are just at random however they come out. Hell, you might not have even seen them all, and that's probably why you're here still. Did you know I know who you are? Well, I don't really. I just know your IP address is 216.73.216.217 and you're connecting from Mozilla/5.0 AppleWebKit/537.36 (KHTML, like Gecko; compatible; ClaudeBot/1.0; +claudebot@anthropic.com). I used to resent PHP, but it's now proven invaluable to me in building websites, such as this one right here! I would need to give my many thanks to kelvinpw, who was one of my colleagues in college and pretty much shilled the hell out of PHP to me until I decided "ok sure". Also, that stuff I spit out isn't actually logged anywhere. It's just generated on the spot. This website homepage is actually three pages in carefully placed iframes. A sane web developer would do this in one page, but I'm not sane, or a web developer, so I put the pieces into three pages instead. It allows me to keep the contents boxed up and not going everywhere. Actually, putting these into iframes also helps a lot with the reactive design if that even makes any sense whatsoever. Also imagine having these pieces sharing a single set of CSS. Ha. Ha ha. Ha ha ha ha. ha() { ha() }; On this day, I see clearly. Everything has come to life. A bitter place, and a broken dream. And we'll leave it all behind. On this day, it's so real to me. Everything has come to life. Another chance to chase a dream. Another chance to feel. A chance to feel alive! Are you still around? There's only so much I can talk about to fill paragraphs of. I wrote more content here than most of my writing essays in college. Granted, I never did have to write a thirty-page thesis paper or anything. God I hope I never have to do that. Anyway, there's only so many of these paragraphs before you start getting repeats. I think I wrote twelve of them. The first one is always first. The next three are in random order of those next three. And then the rest are just at random however they come out. Hell, you might not have even seen them all, and that's probably why you're here still. When I was in high school-- I think it was my junior year-- I became legendary the second time (the first time was because of my high technical prowess) by flipping a desk in a class. While I was still sitting in it. It was around the time I was still deeply invested in competitive Smash Bros. and I think I got mad over a vocabulary word. Luckily for me, I didn't get written up and there weren't any hard feelings. Actually, I'm still cool with that teacher. And the colleague that was involved, I'm friends with on Facebook. I don't even use Facebook anymore.