Greetings from the Mojave Desert, a little day trip for President's Day weekend.
In the course of tonight's unforeseen late-night website housekeeping, I managed to completely destroy a few things on my blog. It's 1996 all over again here at Geocities and I'm putting up the equivalent perennial animated GIF that screams "Under Construction" in 16-color glory. Apparently I keep adopting tools that do not automagically correct themselves, seamlessly, and painlessly for all those concerned. Hence all the juicy errors and crap layout- the scabs of building my own fort outside the social network. I kept thinking about the mad crowd chanting the "F" word. No, I will not do Facebook because I like causing myself unnecessary pain and passionately seek the sensation of dried out eyeballs staring at the cold glow of a monitor typing code one line at a time in the middle of the night.
I hope I could say these words sooner rather than later: that I would like to invite you - dear stranger on the intarwebz - to say hello and throw me a bone on the comment system. Because a guestbook from the 90's don't cut it anymore, and I'm testing out a mew (metter than new) commenting system that logs you on using your social network credentials. Yes people, that means Facebook, Twitter, and of course your ATM pin.
Need. Beer.