"I keep telling you! You need to create a website where you can explain things to people like me!"
That was my dad, pleading with me for the twentieth time. We were sitting in the living room and he was bragging about how I explained "some computer thing" to him in simple, layman's terms. Since I already spent a potentially unhealthy amount of time on my personal blog, MABrotherton.com, I was hesitant to start up a side project.
Something about it trickled around in the back of my head, and I mentioned it in passing on Twitter. The response came very quickly with:
If you find the information here enlightening or entertaining, I thank you.
If you have something you would like to see me explain, just send me an email.
Otherwise, Thanks for stopping by.
My dad, Jerry, is a pretty smart cookie. He's actually much more tech savvy than he let's on, but he's still getting up there in years so he can't be bothered to do any research on his own. He's too busy doing old people things, like complaining about how his kids never call him.
Only, now he uses phrases like, "texting" and "Facebook Messages."
So, he's basically still an old man, but he's a modern old man.
This website was his idea, and for that I will torture him endlessly.
He's promised he might even be willing to write something for you guys someday.
If he can be bothered.
That was my dad, pleading with me for the twentieth time. We were sitting in the living room and he was bragging about how I explained "some computer thing" to him in simple, layman's terms. Since I already spent a potentially unhealthy amount of time on my personal blog, MABrotherton.com, I was hesitant to start up a side project.
Something about it trickled around in the back of my head, and I mentioned it in passing on Twitter. The response came very quickly with:
"It could be cute and funny if you like directed it specifically at your dad."
I owe my parents too much not to give them something as simple as this, and the point seemed valid. Besides, I couldn't sleep so I figured, "Hell, Might as Well."
If you find the information here enlightening or entertaining, I thank you.
If you have something you would like to see me explain, just send me an email.
Otherwise, Thanks for stopping by.
About M.A. Brotherton
Matt is a geek, a writer, and a boomerang mooch.
He does not have a degree in computer science.
He is not a world renowned expert on anything.
His primary diet consists entirely of pizza rolls and fried chicken.
He is a virgo born in the year of the boar.
About My Dad
About My Dad
My dad, Jerry, is a pretty smart cookie. He's actually much more tech savvy than he let's on, but he's still getting up there in years so he can't be bothered to do any research on his own. He's too busy doing old people things, like complaining about how his kids never call him.
Only, now he uses phrases like, "texting" and "Facebook Messages."
So, he's basically still an old man, but he's a modern old man.
This website was his idea, and for that I will torture him endlessly.
He's promised he might even be willing to write something for you guys someday.
If he can be bothered.
