Sunsetting This Blog 🌆🥲

Hello, it has been a little while.

New writings under my name are happening over at Pretty cool URL, eh? I’m swapping out the newfangledness of this here WordPress blog for the oldfangledness of the Blogger blog hosted at It’s a very simple blog and that’s what I need right now.

This blog will continue to be hosted at for about another year. During this time I’ll be porting over blog entries I consider “classic” to Everything else will be deleted.

Thank you for hanging out with me on this blog since about 2009. (Much has changed since then. Much more will change, I’m sure.) You’re the best the reader I could ask for.

With Love,

2021 Updates

You haven’t heard from me in a long time. There are three important updates to share, and they help explain that absence.

  1. Since my previous post, an additional 700,000 Americans have died from COVID-19. It’s terrible.
  2. Since my previous post, my father, who was mentioned in the email in that post, has died. I don’t want to get into it here right now. (I will say, he’s not one of those 800,000.) It’s terrible.
  3. Most new writings are happening over at my Blogger blog because I’m tired of the “modern web”, and this WordPress blog is part of that. I’m figuring out what the future of my blogging/writing looks like, and it’s keeping me engaged. This update is actually kind of nice and fun.

I Have Deleted My Twitter Account

Twitter is kind of awful, to start with. It is also a “safe space” for white supremacists and folks who are otherwise complacent with white supremacy. Why get flooded with ads and support this?

I have decided not to. Gone with it are all of my haiku. Oh well. Everything is impermanent. I will write more haiku, but they will only be on here (my blog). I’m a history eraser.

I encourage you to get off Twitter, and Facebook and Insta-something and Snap-whatever while you’re at it. You’ve got better things to read, better ways to spend your time. In 10 years none of these things will be relevant. Books still will be.

Here’s to more haiku,

What’s In A Name?

I’ve removed references to my birth name from this site. That name is tarnished. I won’t write it again.

Going forward, the only names I will use here are Arthur Hovinc, Arthur, and Art.

I’m not looking forward to interacting with anyone new for the first time, or showing them my government plastic identification for the first time, because then they will see my tarnished name and have something to say about it. I don’t want anyone to have anything to say about my name before I have something to say for myself. It’s kind of like the Michael Bolton situation from the movie Office Space, but worse for the bad name my birth name is.

I’m considering legally changing my government name to something closer to the name I’m writing with right now. I wonder if Samuel Clemens went by that name on his government identification until he died? Did most people know to call him Mark Twain? Maybe most people will call me Arthur Hovinc with enough patience and nagging.

Yours Truly,
Arthur Hovinc


New Blog Layout for Fall 2014

Heya gang,

It’s been a while. This post isn’t a big one, but it’s to let you know I’m feeling my creative spirit starting up again, and I think a new layout is fitting for this blog.

If you’re a new reader here, how about reading some of my most popular posts from the past? It’s nice for me to look at them too.

You can read about my high school love of math.

I posited about haiku that rhyme.

I wrote about the boundaries of meaning in written language.

I wrote when I was probably too tired to be coherent.

I wrote a bunch of haiku in series.


Master of My Domain, Part 2

You’re now reading Port Manteau at I dropped the “.wordpress” from the URL. It’s still hosted on WordPress, because I’m taking the path of least resistance to getting my writing out there. But now it is that much easier to get to my website—just type my name and append with “.com”!

Why the change, Art? you might ask. Well, I’m feeling rambunctious. I’m feeling like a lot of writing is going to pop up in the near future, and I want to give it the best platform it can have.

Join me, won’t you?


Master of My Domain, Part 1

I’m upset that neither nor is available as a domain for my blog. If you didn’t have the courage to click the links, times out, and sells earrings. Earrings?! What has that got to do with the word “portmanteau”? At least my use of it plays on the word “port” as if “Port Manteau” were some magical island cove, and the splitting of “port” and “manteau” is exactly the opposite of what a portmanteau is. Can you think of any other domain name delimiters that I could use to separate the words “port” and “manteau”?

I hope these sites appreciate whatever extra traffic I’m giving them by linking!


Big Changes a Comin’

You might not know where Port Manteau is on a map. I don’t think it’s possible to find it. No map can chart out this place or the conversations herein. Nevertheless, I, the author, will be moving soon, taking Port Manteau with me. Will this mean that I will reveal the location of Port Manteau? Stay tuned.


On Ideas and Actions

Hello Everyone,

I need to reclaim focus on the things that are most important to me. There are several side projects that I want to work on, but I know I will never have the time or energy to see them through. When I was younger, I had both the time and energy to write ridiculous articles about time and space and minds and all the ideas I had in my head. Now I’m a little older, and my ideas are buried under the tasks I have to carry out in school and in daily life.

I can’t keep lying to myself. I can’t keep up this blog, and I feel guilty knowing it’s online but not updated. Until I say otherwise, this blog is discontinued. You should remove it from your bookmarks or RSS feeds. You can visit this site (because it will still be around), but you should treat it like that old, forgotten book on your shelf. That’s how I’m going to think of it anyway.

I want to encourage all of you to visit my cartoon Web site Behold The Cheese instead. I plan to keep that alive.