My first blog would have been in 1993, on :::cough::: AOL :::cough::: — only it wasn’t called a blog, it was called an online journal. The idea was the same, though. It was the technology that enabled posting that has changed so dramatically.

Over the years I’ve created, fed, and subsequently killed a number of these projects. (Maybe I should call them goldfish instead of projects.) Like any periodical, interest ebbed and flowed. With enough ebbing, there’s not enough interest left to continue.

So, that brings us to today and this blog, Escamoteurettes. What’s this blog about?

Whit Hadyn provided a facinating bit of information on the Genii Magazine BBS:

“In the middle ages, conjurers in France were called “escamoteurs” and their art “escamotage.” Both of these words come from the word “escamot”–a cork ball. The Cups and Balls was such a part of the jongleur’s art that the performer was named for the prop.”

(The entire post may be found here.)

The latter part of the name might indicate to you the possibility that I may, on occasion, shout incoherent, strange and/or unacceptable words or phrases, or repeat the words of other people (echolalia). I will avoid the obscenities clause (coprolalia). After all, my name is not Penn Jillette.

This, then, is my latest petri dish. This, specifically, is post number one.

Here we go again.