In about 1980, I, Oscar F Hills, was almost solely interested in the complete and total mastery of the video game
Space Invaders (and, I might add, I achieved this). Not long after that, a scientist friend of mine showed me his new
Apple ][ computer, which, by the way, happened to have Space Invaders on it. To me, it was a Space Invaders game with a typewriter, a disk drive, and BASIC! Wow!
I bought one (a revision 8, original Integer BASIC machine) immediately (well, as immediately as a twenty-something guy could find the money). I then learned everything there was to know about it, including all the code in the firmware (back when one could do that) - starting from zero computer knowledge - I loved the thing!
So, of course, as soon as I heard about the internet, I was on there (no GUI's), and as soon as I heard about the web, I built a web site. When you only had
Mosaic to see it with.
I spent countless hours on all this, and unlike many smarter people, I never managed/bothered to make one thin dime from the whole enterprise. This was playtime for me, and perhaps it was a necessary condition of my enjoying it for it to be utterly unproductive, except, of course, in the connectivity sense. It is still that way for me. Just for fun and play!
Now, about four years ago, I put up an elaborate web page, with all sorts of bells and whistles, and links to my guitar and banjo playing (which I have done very seriously, well, kinda seriously ... that is, as a pretty intense hobby and
marginal vocation (we were The Helium Brothers) for a long time. People liked that stuff, and requested that I write out some of the tunes, etc.
Of course, the web site was almost wholly un-navigable, and in fact, some of the music was lving on a server that I had forgotten had shut down!
Suddenly, I woke up and realized that my web site was the most dated looking thing I'd seen in years on the internet (worse for its pretensions than a plain grey page with links). So the other day I discovered
MovableType, and decided to drag myself kicking and screaming into the 21st century.
With that said, here it is. "
High Intensity Time Wasting" as practiced by
Oscar Hills. By the way, you can put commas in a lot of different places in that phrase to dissect its meaning.