I HAVE BEEN TOLD I DESERVE
“A FULL LIFE THAT ISN’T JUST ABOUT FIGHTING FOR THINGS”

International man of mystery Rex Wockner interviews the owner of what is technically the worst blog in the world, Joe Jervis. Guess what: Neither of them can run their computers.

  • Jervis is still using his “original template… five years later because I know very little about HTML.” So now we can peg exactly how long Joe·My·God has been crashing your browser: Longer than most of its readers have known what an “Internet” is. (Isn’t it that blue e?)

  • Meanwhile, Wockner was unaware one may future-post in leading Weblog platforms:

    — I will write about eight or ten blog posts for the next day and put them on a timer to go up on the half-hour.

    — I was just going to ask you about that because I know that you’re posting in your sleep…. Is that built into the Blogger software?

    — It’s in the software. You just set the time you want the blog post to go up.

    — Under “post options”?

    — Yes.

    — Who knew?

    When Joe Jervis knows even one iota more about computers than you do, it’s time to go back to a typewriter.

The foregoing posting appeared on Joe Clark’s personal Weblog on 2009.12.03 14:31. This presentation was designed for printing and omits components that make sense only onscreen. (If you are seeing this on a screen, then the page stylesheet was not loaded or not loaded properly.) The permanent link is:
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