Wayyyyy back in the dark ages (1996) I designed, and built a website which I effortlessly named FemmeRant.  It was fun. It was sassy.  It was “edgy”. It was witty and packed with Photoshop 3.0 finesse. It had lots of “content” about Nothing that anyone gave a rats-ass about, but I deemed worthy of Ranting about.

FWIW, during the day I worked massive hours for a LUNATIC inernet startup and then commuted home, drank beer, and Photoshopped. I created nutty content and learned to code deep into the dark hours of the night. I loved it. It gave me joy and edge and made my life fun.  I was young. I was Single. I. Just. Didn’t. Care.

Clearly, I gave that job a heave-ho. I met a guy.  I went out on my own, started my own graphic design company,  made many clients happy, some a bit frustrated and fired a few. I’ve worn many many design hats over the years… I’ve created custom invitations pre-DIY craze, designed and hand coded websites, conquered my trepidation of print design, created a selection of kids clothing that never went to production, tried my hand at textile design, done a bit of interior design, and created two beautiful, smart, lovely girls.

So it’s 2012. I’m married, with children.  I have NO clue where any of the original FemmeRant files are, and any backup of such is on defunct media. It acutally took me months to remember the name of the original site.  And then it popped into my head.  I was in the bath… relaxing…and then poof….

Femme Rant.

I’m at a crossroads in my life. And boy am I in need of a good rant. A GOOD LONG RANT.  So here we go….