A Sympile Kid From The Bronx Becomes The King Of The Internet

It was a dream. It was one of those thoughts that I used to have, lying in bed, before I drifted off. I'd start a tech company. Become a millionaire. Get the girl. Be rich and famous. Live happily ever after.

And then, almost over night, it happened. I moved from the nerd table to a mansion on Kauai. Red carpets. Movie star fiance. It was so simple, or Sympile as I like to say.

By the time I was in my early twenties, Sympile was the "go to" search engine for the geeks. Fast. Relevant. It was everything that M-Search should have been but wasn't.

It was before Google and Facebook and Twitter. They all came much later. Back in 2000, there was only Murwell and me.

When I started Sympile, it was just something to do until I found a job or got into another school. I wrote a few search algorithms, got a web crawler, and off it went. After search, came SymMail. And SymPhones. And SymMaps. And SymText. And SymTime. And, of course, SymBlogs. Which is what I'm doing now.

And all of it was based upon what Professor Ana Powers used to say, "Show people where to get a good cup of coffee, and they'll share their lives."

She was right.