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The name has changed, but I'm still Scott Simpson

The site name has changed from BigAssSuperstar.com to TheSimpsonBlog.com.

The BAS name was spun out of an inside joke from around 2000. The joke never really went over and was long-winded and obtuse and probably not even very funny outside of the conversation where it emerged. But I had the domain name and it was catchier than my original domain name from the mid-1990s, so I kept it.

Mr. Hainsworth built me a Blogger template to go with the domain when I moved to Halifax in 2005, and you'll see that my writings here do date all the way back to when I left Toronto and arrived in Nova Scotia. I remember sitting at a rent-a-computer at the Halifax Stanfield International Airport, writing a blog post just after I touched down.

I'm quite a different person now than I was in 2005. I've done a lot of growing up. My life has changed radically from then to now. It's now a little embarrassing to tell people to email me at bigasssuperstar, or find me on the web at such a name. I'm not ashamed, just a little embarrassed.

Also, my new job is in management, and sharing my life at BigAssSuperstar.com is probably about as classy as wearing Crocs to a client meeting. Yes, I love my Croc sandals, but .... anyway.

So, if you've ever been ashamed to tell someone to visit the old site because of the name, or worried that Google would spank you for having a cheeky name linked from your site, go ahead and share, Like, link, plus-1, or whatever.

The new site name is not glitzy, funky, sexy or cool. In other words, it fits me as perfectly as "Big Ass Superstar" was supposed to have been a goof on my own self-deprecating style. Same effect, less confusions.

Here we go with TheSimpsonBlog.com. (Should work with or without the www, for what it's worth.)

Oh, yes, and I've also changed my Twitter handle from @Simpson957 to @Simpson1290 to reflect the change of radio stations. I hope to put up a post tomorrow about my final show on News95.7.

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