Why I Started Blogging, What It Means To Me, and Why It’s Important

The times they are a-changin’.

This post seems to be older than 15 years—a long time on the internet. It might be outdated.

I wrote this a couple months ago for a scholarship for bloggers (which I didn’t win). I thought it was a good piece, so I saved it, and now I’m posting it:

There really wasn’t a day where I just sat down and started blogging. I’ve had a website in one form or another for over a decade now. It started as place to share my interests and slowly began as a place where I posted my thoughts. When I left home for college in 2004, I decided that I’d use my established platform as a way to disseminate updates about myself to friends and family or anyone else who cared to read. Over the years, I’ve used my blog to pose philosophical questions, rant about the current state of politics, relate cleaver solutions to programing problems I encountered in class, and (of course) ramble on about life in college. Now, I see my blog as a historic record of a great time in my life. I see my blog as a sort of time capsule, recording my thoughts, options, and questions for all to see. I look forward to the day (many, many years in the future) when my grandchildren can read about about my life and all the fun the fun their old fart grandpa had “back in the day.”