Gallery of the Dead

For 9 months following the peak of the Internet boom, I worked for a dot-com start-up, doing work that was both entirely undefined and completely outside of my interests and talents. It wasn't meant to be that way, but that way it was. It was a job that, when I came back from a Christmas with my family and discovered I'd been laid off, I was actually relieved. Happy, even.

So maybe I have a strange and morbid fascination with this gallery of farewell pages from defunct dot-coms. My own ex-company isn't there--they just sort of faded away. Not before sending me about a hundred Chapter 11 notices to make absolutely sure that they didn't owe me any money before they faded into the Great Electron Sea from which all websites come and to which all websites must go.

Amen.