By Paul Ford
Amazing what people search for, when they set to searching. Written in protective police custody, address undisclosed.
It has become de rigueur for web self-publishers to list, on their weblogs and journals, the search terms which bring people into their respective
sites. Here is the list of my favorite search terms which brought people to Ftrain.com, all from Google on June 23rd, 2002:
- thumbscrews propane kill ftrain guy
- ftrain guy "slept with my girlfriend" home address
- coming to kill you with a hatchet paul ford comin im a comin dont sleep paul ford dont sleep dont close your eyes
- "getting back the life Paul Ford stole from you"
- i was going to marry her paul ford ftrain know the hurt you've done ruined everything good
- ftrain range of .22 rifle brooklyn rooftops targeting paul ford critical wound through eye [address deleted]
- paul ford ftrain eviscerated hung from hooks
- resale value kidney liver heart paul ford ftrain operation without anaesthetic
- 9th st brooklyn paul ford ftrain my name is michael paul you might as well know my name i hope you call the cops i hope you
try to protect yourself because that only makes it better for me after what you did
- look behind you when you buy that sandwich at [deli name deleted] forever you can never have her she is mine alone paul ford
ftrain
- ftrain guy "slept with my girlfriend" home address
- coming to kill you with a hatchet paul ford comin im a comin dont sleep paul ford dont sleep dont close your eyes
- "getting back the life Paul Ford stole from you"
- i was going to marry her paul ford ftrain know the hurt you've done ruined everything good
- ftrain range of .22 rifle brooklyn rooftops targeting paul ford critical wound through eye [address deleted]
- paul ford ftrain eviscerated hung from hooks
- resale value kidney liver heart paul ford ftrain operation without anaesthetic
- 9th st brooklyn paul ford ftrain my name is michael paul you might as well know my name i hope you call the cops i hope you
try to protect yourself because that only makes it better for me after what you did
- look behind you when you buy that sandwich at [deli name deleted] forever you can never have her she is mine alone paul ford
ftrain
It was time to leave town anyway.
PEEK
Ftrain.com is the website of Paul Ford and his pseudonyms. It is showing its age. I'm rewriting the code but it's taking some
time.
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About the author: I've been running this website from 1997. For a living I write stories and essays, program computers, edit
things, and help people launch online publications. (LinkedIn). I wrote a novel. I was an editor at Harper's Magazine for five years; then I was a Contributing Editor; now I am a free agent. I was also on NPR's All Things Considered for a while. I still write for The Morning News, and some other places.
If you have any questions for me, I am very accessible by email. You can email me at ford@ftrain.com and ask me things and I will try to answer. Especially if you want to clarify something or write something critical. I am
glad to clarify things so that you can disagree more effectively.
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@20, by Paul Ford.
Not any kind of eulogy, thanks. And no header image, either.
(October 15)
Recent Offsite Work: Code and Prose.
As a hobby I write.
(January 14)
Rotary Dial.
(August 21)
10 Timeframes.
(June 20)
Facebook and Instagram: When Your Favorite App Sells Out.
(April 10)
Why I Am Leaving the People of the Red Valley.
(April 7)
Welcome to the Company.
(September 21)
“Facebook and the Epiphanator: An End to Endings?”.
Forgot to tell you about this.
(July 20)
“The Age of Mechanical Reproduction”.
An essay for TheMorningNews.org.
(July 11)
Woods+.
People call me a lot and say: What is this new thing? You're a nerd. Explain it immediately.
(July 10)
Reading Tonight.
Reading!
(May 25)
Recorded Entertainment #2, by Paul Ford.
(May 18)
Recorded Entertainment #1, by Paul Ford.
(May 17)
Nanolaw with Daughter.
Why privacy mattered.
(May 16)
0h30m w/Photoshop, by Paul Ford.
It's immediately clear to me now that I'm writing again that I need to come up with some new forms in order to have fun here—so
that I can get a rhythm and know what I'm doing. One thing that works for me are time limits; pencils up, pencils down. So:
Fridays, write for 30 minutes; edit for 20 minutes max; and go whip up some images if necessary, like the big crappy hand
below that's all meaningful and evocative because it's retro and zoomed-in. Post it, and leave it alone. Can I do that every
Friday? Yes! Will I? Maybe! But I crave that simple continuity. For today, for absolutely no reason other than that it came
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(May 13)
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(May 12)
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(May 11)
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I'll have no one to blame but future me.
(May 10)
Time's Inverted Index, by Paul Ford.
(1) When robots write history we can get in trouble with our past selves. (2) Search-generated, "false" chrestomathies and
the historical fallacy.
(May 9)
Bantha Tracks.
(May 5)
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