My original title for this draft was, “Well, I’m back, like the cockroach in your kitchen you thought you killed”. But then I thought sounds like a cry for sympathy. Then I wrote ‘Well, I’m back”, cringed and started closing my laptop lid. But then I thought, why give up when I have ChatGPT?
ChatGPT gave me many many titles. Some were plain weird, like “The Blogfather Returns: A Story of Family, Honor, and HTML”. Why did I use ChatGPT, ask ye writing purist? Because my new philosophy in life is, “When in doubt, use AI”. I added the last bit in the title though.
So, I’m back to this blog, after more than a brief hiatus when I tried to set up a fancy MyName.com author website. One day I threw a hissy fit and deleted it. Don’t ask me why. I don’t want to pay a therapist for 5 sessions to figure that out. I suspect it was because my inner troll started cringing every time I saw MyName.com, or maybe because of the pressure I felt to write in a “This is serious. People on your LinkedIn will read this” style.
If you’ve met me, you know it is very hard for me to take anything seriously, especially myself.
I re-opened this blog and saw I have 67 subscribers. I can’t for the life of me remember how I got > 5 followers, but coo!. You’ll be happy to know I’m back and totally committed to making an absolutely directionless, SEO proof, unmarketable blog about God knows what if he or she exists.
The Apathetic Indian 