Wow! I didn’t imagine anyone would be here reading this. But you are here now, and if my accident or not, if you are still reading this you must be a little curious. I suppose it would be rude not to oblige. I will introduce myself first.
About David Mitchell
My name is David Mitchell. I was born and raised in the Virginia suburbs of Washington, DC. I am a lifelong member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (aka a Mormon). You will probably find that influence greater than any others on the things I post on this site. I am married and have six children. Our family has lived in Virginia, West Virginia, Alabama, and back to Virginia again. I work in Information Technology, with Unix, then Linux, now the cloud, and the full stack of web technologies. I think that should satisfy most curiosities about who I am and where I come from!
About OldRedEyes.com
The first intended audience for OldRedEyes.com is myself. I wanted a place to organize my thoughts. I suppose I could just keep things in files on some private storage rather than publish my thoughts to the internet. But, I forget where I put things when I do that. I have talks and other thoughts strewn across different computers to physical notebooks, some stashed in storage in various places, to thoughts just retained jumbled in my head. And yes, I could just better organize myself privately, but I don’t. And so far I have found this to be the most effective, so I will continue doing what I find works.
If others find some benefit then I am glad. I certainly have no expectations of that though.
Why Old Red Eyes?
Perhaps the most influential secular figure in my life is Paul Heaton. As the front man and brains of the English bands The Housemartins and The Beautiful South, I have found myself singing his songs pretty much my whole life. Some random thing happens and I often find myself singing some vaguely applicable lyric penned by Heaton. One day I was pondering where and how I could organize my thoughts. I was looking through old notes as I thumbed through a notebook and it was eating at me that I was so disorganized. Then I started singing, “they’re only red from all the thoughts unused inside my head”, from the song “Old Red Eyes Is Back” by The Beautiful South. Then I wondered if OldRedEyes.com was available. When I found that it was available I decided, what the hell, let’s make a website and put all my notes, talks, musings there. So, here we are.