11.28.2004 HA! The website I made in the sixth grade still exists! That's hilarious! The page, itself, is not hilarious. The design is, well, shit, and the graphics are more poorly done than I remembered. The most interesting portion for me is the text--text I wrote ten years ago, when I was thirteen--because it's more mature-sounding than I'd expect of a thirteen-year-old, even if it was myself.
My name is Ben Popik, I'm the guy whose site design you've copied and posted as your own. I took each of the thirty-three photographs that rotate at the top of your page--I implemented the script that rotates those images. I suspect you found my page through the Olde English website, as you link to videos I wrote, directed, and acted in.
While I'm pleased that you like my page design--enough so that you'd copy it in its entirety--I was not pleased that you didn't ask (or even give me credit). Also, the images at the top of the page, as I mentioned, are photographs I've taken and used for their significance to me. That said, I don't really like the idea of someone else using them on their page--much less without my permission.
If you'd like to continue using the page design, feel free to do so. But if you could substitute your own images in the header section, I'd really appreciate it.
11.16.2004 This is the second Tuesday in a row that my lousy fucking mailman hasn't done his job. It's like he doesn't appreciate that I'm trying to stagger my Netflix movies. God my life is difficult.
I built a site for my sister to advertise her acupuncture practice. The design of the frontpage is derivative of something I'd planned to do for a new interface of this page. I'd still design my original idea--which is far more intricate--except now all the leaves are dead and I've missed my window. Maybe next October.
