I’ve been a bit distracted for the past week, working towards this putative Lucy Lastique relaunch, because I need more than comic pages. I mean, by crikey, I need comic pages but also, in particular, the website is a bit old and creaky and “Web 1.0” as the young bugs call it. I mean, okay, it’s not quite in the GeoCities “Sign my Guestbook!” range, but the basic site is 10 years old, which is something like a millennium in web design.
So I’ve been staying up later and later for the past week remembering the old programming addiction of my youth (it’s nearly 5am as I type this, ooer). Well okay, web stuff isn’t real programming. It’s not smoking the bejesus out of a z80 with hand-crafted assembler (we wrote it out by hand with paper and pencil in those days, kids today they wouldn’t believe you, etc) but it’s moved on a long way from a soup of <font> tags and that fucking dancing baby animated gif that was on every website in the nineties. Heh.