|About Hot Buttered Death|
Who the hell are you?
I've opted not to put my name on the website anymore. I have reasons for this, and don't particularly feel a need to go into them. If you've been to the old site, or have visited the blog before about the middle of May, then you know what it is anyway. If you don't know and have some pressing need to find out, email me and ask. The little South Park-ish graphic of me over there was made by a friend. It's a pretty fair likeness.
What happened to the other stuff you used to have here?
If you've been here before you may or may not remember the site being rather more extensive. There used to be various stories, essays and other things here, not just the blog. The simple fact is that I've just basically grown tired of a lot of them and really not satisfied with the stuff I've written. And frankly I wasn't writing anything else to keep the site going, haven't really done anything new for quite some time for various reasons. Hence I've taken those other things down with the intention of focusing upon the weblog instead.
How long has this been going on?
Hot Buttered Death began (under a different name) on February 9, 2002, since when I've maintained an almost daily stream of often ill-tempered and possibly ill-informed grumbling and commentary to go with the stuff I've hunted down on the Internet.
And what's with that name?
Please don't ask me what the title means, I have no idea. It just came to me one day while I was out walking in town, the words "hot buttered death" literally just popped into my head from, well, nowhere as I was thinking about other things. I somehow knew instinctively that would have to be the name of the blog, so it was duly renamed that day when I got home.
So why blog?
There's a website I frequent called Three Way Action. It's a message board set-up, primarily frequented by folks in the world of online journalling, much like I used to be (let's not go there, though, eh? not the most pleasant of stories), and one day a couple of months ago someone started a thread on alternative news and opinion sources, what Internet sources could people go to if they were over the usual TV news sources. I can't find the thread any more (think it might've got wiped in a recent purge, the site has recurring problems with hard drive space), but anyway someone there recommended Instapundit.
Hot Buttered Death is maintained using Blogger, and checked with Internet Explorer 5.5 and Opera 5.12. I have no idea how it looks in earlier versions of the aforementioned browsers, and don't really care that much. Unfortunately it appears to be invisible in Netscape, which you shouldn't be using anyway (as a former Netscape user, I know its evils). Best viewed at a screen size of 800x600 or above.
Other vital statistics
Born November 15, 1974. Two parents, one sibling (deceased), no pets, no significant others.
Resident of Sydney, Australia.
Educated variously at Matraville Public School (first in class/first in year, 1984; Dux, 1986), Sydney Boys High School (Roger Peyrefitte Prize for excellence in French and Latin, 1991), University of New South Wales (BA [Hons] in Film Studies/BA in History, 1993-97), and the Sydney Institute of Technology (DIploma in Library and Information Services [ongoing]).
Performed at the Schools Spectacular at the Sydney Entertainment Centre, 1986. Worked as production assistant on Tell Me On A Sunday, 1994-1995. Worked as camera operator / video editor on two short videos at UNSW.
One of various editors on the ill-fated SBHS Record, 1991. Contributor of film reviews to Kino, Blitz and Tharunka (publications of various student bodies at UNSW). Contributed two stories to American 'zine Dark Legacy in 2001. Currently a volunteer at Sydney radio station 2SER.
Worked Xmas/New Year part time jobs with Australia Post from 1989-1993. Shop assistant with the Salvation Army, 1998. Clerical assistant, Waverley Cemetery, 1998-99. Pharmacy assistant, Botany Pharmacy, 2000.