The other night I had a craving for the cheesy diner, greasy burger experience. Gunther Toody’s is always a fun place. I admit to being a bad speler, inappropriate uzer of the coma, and often times mixerupper of words (sea?). That’s why I find some signs so funny. This gem was on the Claw machine.

I work at a small software company doing various IT things. Tech support, software installation, and managing our hosting solution for our customers. It’s a great group of folks and I really like working there. One of our development dudes is leaving today. He’s moving to another state ‘cause his wife got a killer job. We are lucky in only one aspect of this… He’s staying on board and will become a virtual presences in our office. His wisdom and skill will still be available to us, even if just blips across the intertubz. I never see any of my customers so I am wondering how I will cope with…

I think this site will become an extension of me. A self portrait in HTML. Unlike this stoic (yeah, I have no other word for it) pencil drawing I hope it will be topical about my life and what’s going on in my mind. Agreed with or not, words must be read before they are written. I can write to my hearts content but unless someone sees them, they are useless. So many blogs out there are interesting to only a select few individuals, and that’s okay with me if this becomes that. I have things to say and this is a good outlet. I joked with some co-workers I…

When creating something on a program that is so easy to use, I get frustrated that it does not work for everyone. iWeb is the standard site editor for Apple. It has templates for everything. Trouble is, when you diverge from those templates, and do your own thing, sometimes things get a little whackass. I discovered over some testing the last few days that Microsoft’s Internet Explorer does not play well with iWeb created sites. Ugh…. After much web searching, finding answers, testing answers, and generally getting ticked off, I -FINALLY- found an answer that was helpful. Not a direct answer, but an answer nonetheless that lead to a solution.…

Yeah, that’s me when I was 15. Only one dorky picture allowed on this site, so might as well get it out of the way. I was in Washington D.C. on an extended school trip. It was my first major trip without parental supervision. Good thing there were other adults to keep the wild one’s in line. I don’t think I was one of the wild ones.

This is a bench. The bench is snow covered.