My Website for Ramblings is Launched

So, the secret is out: jordypops.me is officially live!

I’ll be honest, I had my heart set on the .com domain, but apparently, someone else beat me to the punch and snagged it. It’s sitting out there in the digital ether, sort of empty. So, I pivoted to .me. Honestly? I like it better. It feels personal—like a digital living room where I’ve finally kicked my shoes off and started rambling.

A quick heads-up for the tech-averse: Please just type "www.jordypops.me" directly for now. I expect, my hosting gods will be a bit finicky, and if you don't add the 'www.' prefix, sometimes the server could get a little confused and throws a digital tantrum (an error page). You may have to add 'www.': if that predicament occurs like I'm expecting it to. This will only last for a short time until I can re-master configuring it properly.

Now, you might be thinking, "Jordan, wait—didn’t you have that other site? The fancy one?"

Yes! jordaneves.com is still very much a thing. Think of that site as my highlight reel. That’s the gallery; it’s where I curate my best creative writing, the polished prose, and the high-resolution imagery that I’m actually proud of. It’s the, "Sunday best", version of my brain.

jordypops.me, on the other hand, is the messy, unfiltered, daily version of my brain.

If jordaneves.com is a gallery, Jordy Pops is the back-of-the-napkin sketches, the 2:00 AM thoughts, the, "ask me anything", tangents, and the endless, glorious rambling that doesn’t fit into a fancy curated website. I shall talk and talk here, and some nuanced versions may appear on jordaneves.com.

So, bookmark both. Go to jordaneves.com when you want to be inspired (beware though, it's adult rated), and come to my .me when you want to hang out. Let’s get to talking.

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