Once, I walked into a room and found a couple in the middle of a doozy of an argument — he was throwing his hands up in the air and walking away in frustration while she sat hunched over in a chair crying buckets of tears. Another time, it was two friends, one of whom had a telephone cord wrapped around the other’s neck, ready to bludgeon him with the mouthpiece. Your experiences may not be the same as mine, but I’m sure you know the feeling.
In preparing for the new job, I decided that I should read up on XML and protocols derived from it, particularly RSS. Looking at the arguing going on, I’m experiencing deja vu.
It’s Sunday, and it’s time for the first of two picdumps. Here are some of…
It’s Sunday, and it’s time for the second of two picdumps. Here are more of…
The ridiculousness continues. So much that this is just the third of three Sunday picdumps…
The ridiculousness continues. So much that this is just the second of three Sunday picdumps…
The ridiculousness continues. So much that this is just the first of three Sunday picdumps…
A quick blast from the past: 11 years ago today, Anitra and I did a…