Hey there fellow internet survivors… If you’re reading this, you’ve probably spent more time doom-scrolling than you’d like to admit. Me? I’ve been slinging words into the digital void since **November 2001**—that’s 24 years ago this month. Back when “blogging” meant hand-coding HTML in Notepad and praying your dial-up didn’t drop mid-post.
My little corner of the web, DavidDaniels.com, started as a scrappy outlet for my rants on everything from Y2K paranoia to the glory of flip phones. No algorithms, no ads (okay, maybe one stubborn banner that I can’t kill), just pure, unfiltered me. But here’s the part where I get to crack open the champagne: My site has outlasted some of the biggest names in tech. Yeah, you read that right. While the world was busy friending, liking, and swiping, my blog was quietly clocking years like a stubborn old oak tree. Let’s break it down with a quick timeline of endurance—because nothing says “brag post” like a humble flex backed by cold, hard dates.
| **Google** | September 4, 1998 | 27 years | Close call—I missed the party by just over 3 years. But hey, I’ve been around longer than their doodles! |
| **MySpace** | August 1, 2003 | 22 years | I beat the glittery profiles by nearly 2 years. Top 8 friends? Pfft, I had RSS feeds before that was cool. |
| **Facebook** | February 4, 2004| 21 years | Over 3 years my senior? Nah, I was posting when Zuckerberg was still dodging dorm-room lawsuits. |
| **Twitter (X)**| July 15, 2006 | 19 years | I had a full 5-year head start. While they were tweeting “What are you doing?”, I was deep-diving into existential dread. |
| **iPhone** | June 29, 2007 | 18 years | 6 years ahead—back when phones were for *calling* people, not curating your life in 4K. |
| **Instagram** | October 6, 2010 | 15 years | A whopping 9 years younger. Filters? I invented nostalgia with my grainy JPEGs. |
(Sources: Pulled straight from the annals of web history—Google’s own story page, Wikipedia timelines, and a dash of Apple nostalgia. No cap.)
Think about it: In 2001, the iPhone was still a wild dream in Steve Jobs’ sketchbook. Twitter? That was just birds chirping outside. Facebook was a freshman prank waiting to happen, and Instagram—well, let’s not even go there; polaroids were cutting-edge. MySpace launched *after* I’d already survived the Great Geocities Shutdown of ’99 (RIP, free webhosts). And Google? They’re the wise elder here, but I’ve been indexing my own chaos longer than they’ve been indexing cat videos.
What keeps a 24-year-old blog kicking in an era of fleeting apps and AI overlords? Stubbornness, mostly. No pivot to video, no influencer collabs, no metaverse land grabs. Just consistent posts—through the blogosphere boom, the social media wars, and now whatever this “Web3” fever dream is. I’ve chronicled 9/11 aftermath vibes, the rise of broadband bliss, Obama’s hope-and-change era, the smartphone apocalypse, and enough pandemics to make you appreciate offline hobbies.
Readers? A loyal cult following (shoutout to you weirdos who’ve emailed me since 2005).
Traffic spikes? Whenever I roast a new tech fad. Don’t get me wrong—I’m jealous of the shiny empires these platforms built. Billions in valuations, world-shaping power, that addictive dopamine loop. But longevity? That’s my crown. In a world where startups flame out faster than a viral TikTok, my blog’s like that vintage vinyl you can’t stream: flawed, nostalgic, and eternally yours.
So, here’s to 24 more years (or until the robots take over). If you’ve got a blog older than my liver, drop a link in the comments. Otherwise, grab a coffee, unplug for a sec, and remember: The web was built by weirdos like us, one post at a time.
What say you—am I bragging too hard, or is this the mic-drop we all needed? Share your ancient internet relics below. 🚀