Quick update

23 years ago

The demands of a new job (and several old freelance ones) have kept me rather busy this week. Blog-updating has…

Worst Date Ever, part 3a

23 years ago

(In case you haven't read them yet, here are part 1 and part 2 of this story.) Work has kept…

Day one

23 years ago

Today marks day one of my new job at Tucows as their first-ever Technical Community Development Coordinator (a sixteen-syllable title,…

A little silliness for your Monday

23 years ago

Courtesy of Paul Baranowski: a photo of the ketchup-seal breaking fiasco on our camping trip to the Om Festival that…

Worst dates ever, chapter two: A little background

23 years ago

At long last, the next installment of this story. This one's worth buying BlogShares for! If you haven't read it…

Welcome back, George!

23 years ago

My old buddy, George Scriban, whom I've known for sixteen years now, is back in the blogging game. After almost…

Zooko’s Mom’s funny Slim-Fast story

23 years ago

Paul and I had dinner at Zooko's and Amber's place last night. "Zooko" is the online name of Bryce O'Whielacronx,…

Leah! Stay out of my bar!

23 years ago

I'll admit that I do not own the Bovine Sex Club, nor do I have any serious pull with the…

FARKed!

23 years ago

The Salt Lake Tribune ran an article titled Accordion players bellow against 'square' reputation. FARK picked up the story, running…

The last day of freedom

23 years ago

Today is the last business day that I will be a freelance programmer. Next Monday, July 14th (Bastille Day!), I…