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A Brief Explanation: Here is probably as good a place as any to explain the layout of the homepage. If you're too lazy to explore on your own, then this explanation is for you. On the tree are five boxes. Starting from the top, left-hand box and going counterclockwise, the five boxes are (1) Comics, (2) Store, (3) News, (4) Random Rant (a blog), and (5) Writings. Clicking on the zeppelin will bring you to my favorite links page. Clicking on the city in the distance will bring you to MainstreamIdea.Com. Clicking on the text, "a website by andrew fassett," in the lower right-hand corner will bring you to the "about" page (this page--how you found this page without figuring things out is beyond me). A Brief Description: RandomHat.Com is a website par excellence. It is the sum of the creative works of one Andrew Lawrence Fassett--or at least of those creative works that he was not too lazy to post online. On RandomHat.Com you will find many incomplete and half-assed projects aimed at expressing the innermost emotions and desires of an incomplete and half-assed youth. Nonetheless, we (I) think you will enjoy what RandomHat.Com has to offer, for for us (me) to think otherwise would to contradict our (my) purpose of having a website in the first place. Origins of the Website: RandomHat.Com has its humble origins in the crazed machinations of a sixteen-year-old boy striving to become the next Samuel Beckett, even before he knew who the hell Samuel Beckett was. Starving for the attention of his fellow classmates, this boy wrote "A Random Hat," a play about an albino who's hair looked like a hat. This may or may not have been a wise decision, yet the play's popularity could not be ignored (or else the boy's ego was easily stoked by the passing praises of his few friends), and a website around the play was born. Soon after, the website became host to A Random Hat: The Comic--a poorly drawn, "copy and paste" style, "inside joke" webcomic loosely based on the play. Hell, it wasn't based at all on the play, except insofar that the characters shared the same names. A Random Hat: The Comic became a hugely minor success, or excess, or whatever you might like to call it, and the webcartoonist soon lost interest in regular updates. In 2005 all of this would change. "CFR Pirate Hunters" was spawned as a combined reaction to the boy's dislike of the pirate meme on the internet, long discussions with his friends about what they would do if they hijacked the local Kingston ferry, as well as a host of other varying influences, including the beginnings of a small trickling of news about piracy in Somalia, and the boy's propensity to wear bandanas. By "all of this would change," we meen to say that nothing really changed at all. The boy added yet another comic to the pile of failures, including such comic classics as Holy Stumpdom, The Other Side of Princess, and Dead Lovebirds. Indeed, it was Dead Lovebirds that, for some time, became the project of the boy, as CFR Pirate Hunters was put on the back burner. And yet the CFR pot was always brewing, and every so often the boy would try to take his accumlation of ideas, experience and humour, and turn it into something creative. This may be a play, a screenplay, a novel or a comic--whatever it was, it would fail miserably after a few weeks, and the boy would scrap the entire project without a word. A Note on My Humor: I grew up in Northern Virginia in the ruburbs* of Washington D.C. From an early age facetiousness, irony and sarcasm were the staples of my humor, and my friends and I became accustomed to saying very mean, nasty and degrading things to one another without a second thought. Our humor was almost always offensive, but everyone learned to shrug it off and laugh with the rest. Life went on. It was not until I moved to Canada, were people are more sensitive to caustic humor, that I learned that my humor was not the norm. There I encountered something that had never happened to me before: people took offense at my jokes. But, hey, you can't win 'em all, and with some time people began to get over their (stupid) first impressions and see me for what I am--a lovable asshole. I'm fine with that! But there are those who may be offended by what they see on this website. I won't apologize. It's your fault. When it comes to humor, everything is fair game. After all, it is deeds, and not words, that decide what kind of people we are. And by all accounts, I'm probably a better person than you are. Ha!
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