WORLD WIDE WAGMI ($WWWW)

Webmaster Wagmi grinning and typing at his glowing monitor

HI!!! WELCOME 2 MY HOMEPAGE!!!

My name is WEBMASTER WAGMI and this is my shrine to HOPE. I have been typing it since the night the modem first sang, and I am NOT logging off. Not tonight. Not ever. :)

Every other page went dark. This one is the last homepage left standing, and it is here for YOU. Look around! Sign the guestbook! Ride the webring! Click BELIEVE until your mouse button gets tired! <3

WHEN THE CHART DIPS WE DANCE HARDER. WE'RE ALL GONNA MAKE IT!!!

~~ HITCOUNTER HANK SAYS ~~

Hitcounter Hank, a googly-eyed odometer, cheering with Webmaster Wagmi riding on top

YOU ARE VISITOR NUMBER

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DIALING IN 2 THE COUNTER...

TOTAL HITS SO FAR: --

THE HOPE-O-METER!!!

Every BELIEVE click from every believer everywhere goes into ONE big shared number. Dancing Baby WAGMI dances harder every time you click!!!

--BELIEVES CLICKED WORLD WIDE

dialing in...

SIGN MY GUESTBOOK!!!

Leave your name and a message of HOPE. Your wallet signs it into the blockchain, so it stays here as long as the chain does. It costs a tiny bit of gas and nothing else. Everyone who signs joins THE WAGMI WEBRING!! :)

READ MY GUESTBOOK

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Webring Wally, a friendly purple spider, holding a web ring

THE WAGMI WEBRING

Webring Wally strings every believer who signed my guestbook into ONE big ring. Spin it and visit them!!

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MEET THE GANG!!!

WEBMASTER WAGMI types hope all night. starry cape. CRT-glow eyes. has never once logged off :)

Hitcounter Hank — **HITCOUNTER HANK** only knows how to count UP. cheers every single visitor like a new best friend!! (the webmaster rides along. he never leaves his desk)

Dancing Baby WAGMI — **DANCING BABY WAGMI** dances hardest exactly when things look scary. panic = party <3

Webring Wally — **WEBRING WALLY** spins the web that links every believer to the next one. very friendly spider!! the webmaster hitched a ride :)

~* FROM THE WEBMASTER'S DESK *~

Webmaster Wagmi cheering with both fists up at his glowing monitor

The wizard webmaster never logs off, refreshing his little hit counter by hand just so the number keeps climbing for you. He keeps a chair warm at the glowing CRT, waiting for the next visitor to sign the guestbook. Somewhere behind him the dancing baby is still dancing, because someone has to keep the hope loading. He believes, quietly and completely, that we're all gonna make it.

FUN FACTZ ABOUT THE WEBMASTER!!

He saves you a spot in the guestbook before you even knock
Refreshes the hit counter by hand, just to watch it climb
Glowing CRT, warm purple hat band, dial-up hum in the background
Still buffering hope at 56k, and somehow it always finishes
Welcome, traveler: the webring missed you :)