A Website Is Allowed to Be a Place
I want a personal website that gives you a reason to wander around.
I build software, write fiction, and keep a few too many projects going in Keokuk, Iowa.
Personal blog. Industrial-strength tangents.
No actual weather expertise.

TEST SUBJECT: ME.I built a little game library called Hamelton Games. There are twenty-four games so far, all free, all in your browser, and all fine on a phone. Make an account if you want your scores saved, or just jump in and beat my high score. Here are six to start with.
PUZZLE / PHYSICSDrop. Match. Merge your way up to the Sunstone.
See the game
ARCADE / CATSGet Smokey across the road. She has nine tries.
See the game
ARCADE / ORBITRide three rings around a dying sun.
See the game
SWING / ONE TOUCHSwing from lantern to lantern. Outrun the fire.
See the game
PUZZLE / KEOKUKCrack open the Keokuk bluffs. Match the crystals.
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WORDS / TIMEDSix letters. Sixty seconds. Build every word you can.
See the gameNO DOWNLOADS. NO ADS. JUST A LEADERBOARD AND A DIFFICULT CLIENT (ME).
I want a personal website that gives you a reason to wander around.
River towns, vanished post offices, courthouse arguments, and the communities that helped shape Lee County, Iowa. I followed the names on the old maps.
Hamelton Games is open. It has twenty-three games, optional accounts, and one jar that now has 20,000 levels, which is a number I picked because I could.
The logo says HMLTN. Hover over it and the remaining letters arrive, apparently having found parking.
A Spark delivery, a very large puppy, and my first ambulance ride as a patient. The full account, with the graphic details tucked away unless you choose to open them.
I write code all day for other people's problems. Building this site is the one project where I get to be the difficult client.
I write code all day with a spec in front of me. Fiction is the one place I get to find out what happens by writing it.
None of my Keokuk projects pay the bills. I keep building them anyway.
Shared hosting doesn't need to mean slow; it needs to mean fewer moving parts.

Nothing turned up. I checked behind the fan.
End of the list. Not necessarily the thoughts.